soft, cashmere fabrics comfort your tender and fragile body.
the unconventional anatomy, complete with less.
your pale, thin wrists with triumphant scars, with that silver watch.
let me embrace it all.
maybe the lights are too bright, maybe the air is too cold.
you are a delicate canvas, too precious to break.
if you find me picking up the hammer, do what you do best and persuade me to set it down.
YOU ARE READING
a collection of poems
Poetryrandom teenage emotions!! yay! all poems are about bri unless otherwise stated❤️
