you used to trace
patterns on my back
like you could see the stars
-your eyes saw constellations on my skin that i could never see
-k.f.
YOU ARE READING
his name was kentucky
Poetrya collection of poems about the first boy i ever loved, and lost.
twenty nine
you used to trace
patterns on my back
like you could see the stars
-your eyes saw constellations on my skin that i could never see
-k.f.
