Moments With You
wind blows crows backward
we wash dishes together
kisses like whispers
warm, dark, moonlit sleep
the sound of november rain
or was that a dream?
curve of your smile
ripples of serotonin
my skin the clear lake
wind blows crows backward
we wash dishes together
kisses like whispers
warm, dark, moonlit sleep
the sound of november rain
or was that a dream?
curve of your smile
ripples of serotonin
my skin the clear lake
Software engineer who accidentally minored in philosophy. Likes to write code and poetry.