I’ll still want to kiss your lips
Under the morning sun
Keep warm with you as winter nips
Cold skin not warm when one
Slow dance in the room even if too nervous
Hold you close and close our eyes as the worst is
…
Bound to come
Stay wound and spun
Lay your head on my shoulder
Close to my heart where it’s warmer
Faster, beating
After bleeding
Steady rhythm and time is fleeting
Ephemeral beauty, hidden in your home
Gently whispering crawling up to your door
Don’t remain alone
I’ll be on the other side, waiting for you to open up again
In the sun of summer
© The Sad Owl
The Sad Owl
I'm just here. Until I'm not.
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