Tetris and oatmeal
Almond milk and cinnamon
Wrapped in bed with you
Month: October 2020
Skin
Peeled back my skin to
See if I could fit into
Your expectations
Volcanic Ride
I was on fire
Burning for you to aboard
This volcanic ride
Last breath
You make me feel like
A bird with no wings but sings
Like it’s my last breath
Facade
He hid behind smiles
As if they shielded him from
Being truly seen
Love Notes and Dirty Dishes 