Jan 2019
the grass beneath my hands
and the rain in my lungs
the soft patter of the drops on my skin
remind me of the evening
i met you -
the storm on the horizon,
in the sky and
in your body
and the rain in my lungs
the soft patter of the drops on my skin
remind me of the evening
i met you -
the storm on the horizon,
in the sky and
in your body
