You
are in a love/hate relationship with instability.
It's the only thing
that is crystal clear.
You tuck this concept in at night.
It sleeps by your side
as you kiss it goodnight with
calm lips.
Nothing will last
long enough to cherish,
to honor, to worry about.
You sleep soundly
growing comfortable
with being five foot six
in a queen sized bed.
You
are able to stretch your limbs.
YOU ARE READING
coconut oil & chamomile tea
Poetry{ they say the best inspiration comes from pain, right? } these are a collection of poems about love (& other equally as intoxicating things) that i've written. it's updated whenever life inspires me to put pen to paper (or thumb to i phone notes)...
