i think of u in the morning
before the sun rises,
when in the still of the darkness,
wanting to feel your presence.
your slow rhythmic breathing as u sleep
is what i long,
it must be quiet,
must be tranquil.
i think of u when the first ray of sunlight
peek and spill like waterfall between my curtains,
im not even diurnal
yet i wake up everytime.
u roam my mind
YOU ARE READING
romantic homicide
Poesíashe could rip my heart and hang it on her wall if it meant art for her..