I think there must be no poetry
sweeter than whenÂ
our bodies come
together—the gentle
release of your breath settles over
the heady thrum of my heart, saying more
than my pen ever could.
I think there must be no poetry
sweeter than whenÂ
our bodies come
together—the gentle
release of your breath settles over
the heady thrum of my heart, saying more
than my pen ever could.