xxxii. THAT SUMMER NIGHT.
cotton candy continued to
melt on our tongues
and the carousels lights
lit up your eyes
when you looked at me
and my god,
did i feel the lump in my
throat be pulled out
with my teeth
the moment i whispered
that i loved you
and you didn't hesitate
to say it back.
YOU ARE READING
on this day.
Poetryxvii, april. (ii). these words speak louder than i ever will. © playlist poetry h.r. : #55
