would you listen
to my silence
while I search for the right words?
there’s a story here
captured in subtle looks between us
in a smile trying to hide itself
in the words caught in my throat
rhetorical solipsism
would you listen
to my silence
while I search for the right words?
there’s a story here
captured in subtle looks between us
in a smile trying to hide itself
in the words caught in my throat
soft lips from a memory
the blur of your visage
so close to mine
show me your cautious
vulnerability
and I’ll find the rest in your eyes
I hope it feels like home
wherever you are
the catacombs of your mind
harbor treasures within
a familiar soul, revisited
after the world ended
dust off the tomes
and read of love
don’t worry about the bad things
i fell in love with those too
awe-struck in the clutches of your gaze
bodies, minds intertwined
it feels like home
your essence is my medicine
your heart, mine to protect
you are not alone anymore