not alone but left behind

not alone but left behind flock scattered but a few the quiet one didn’t ask the others to stay (now they are all “others”) They didn’t ask anything she has the only voice now the birds flock they forget but a few I’m fairly certain birds don’t cry I only cry in dreams and rainy […]

when pretenses fall as cloth to the floor

When pretenses fall as cloth to the floor peace comes dripping slow. Placing your cold hand against my heart skin the sole barrier between the two you sing to its beat. Churched hands both graced and defile by love run over tan belly skin rough with use. Looks are passed across the air between our […]