crumpled waves take me further out into the sea
Tag: poetry
taking turns speaking in the dark how nice it would be to run away from paradise
shadows serving limbs and raising the night
revisiting the phantom of the lower back pain
autumn winds play with cruel faces
six words later the rain explodes
the drizzle stops for some honey and wine
dangerously dry o sweet lips of mine
peace is a place with bonfires dying in the rain
mnemonic scent stirs memories autumn pier