Muddy, warm hearts

5. i've always liked

Your face in

a bun, framed by

your beard & a cig

the smell of your voice,

the sound of your skin,

the wit in your hands...

and your big broken heart.

left my love inside

your bed sheets, honoring

the act of our misery.

traded magenta for yellow,

so you could prosper, and believe me:

i sure got at ease.

i won't love

you forever, that day

will be gone

love you for

now, without condition

or law.