Wednesday, August 14, 2019

UNDERTONE

in a perfect world
I sleep with you
on top of the lion blanket
it is your deep whisper
that brings me peace
before the storm
that sits upon the horizon
bound by this
I taste you once more
knowing that on the morn
I shall be sane again




Interjection!

I am enslaved in under three days of the sun circling my beaten bosom affection slapped me across my pretty face unexpectedly I have ...