My fingers curl into the fabric of your hoodie as...
soft, instinctive, unfamiliar in the way safety...
“To hell with the world.” You’d said-
I’d told you that I don’t trust it to hold my...
You’re healing a heart you didn’t break,
It comes so naturally to you...
I used to joke about your name
as if it didn’t fit you...
My fingers hover on the keyboard of my phone until...
My nose is in need of mint tea and spring storms...
Your features were traced in charcoal,
Not ink...
The wind can howl across the glen,
And the haar may fret the sea...
You showed up and like a girl-
I made jokes of dashboard lights and Christmas...
I want soft candlelight and deep conversations;
Paired with warm blankets as soft as our laughter...
I woke up to warm blankets;
Sunlight filtering through the window in soft rays...
You remind me of the soft morning sunrises I use...
I felt so at peace as I watched the dolphins play...
You're unaware of it but-
You’ve been a walking literary device for...