i have promised myself
that i will master the art
of recklessly and endlessly
taking photos of the weathered terrain that is my face
so i may gently settle more and more
into these bones
i call home.
your moans are perfectly synchronized
with all I've ever wanted in life.
YOU ARE READING
ruby
Poetrypoems about the next stage of my life, hopefully about new experiences but also about hanging onto something the heart has desperately longed for and isn't quite ready to give up
