Your face like summer lightning
gets caught in my voice
and i draw you up from deep rivers
taste your face of a thousand names
see you smile a new season
hear your voice
a wild sea pausing in the wind.
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
I say there is no memory of him
stained my palms and my mouth
I walk abnout no longer human
something shameful,something
that can't move at all
