One last drink
Another minute on the sofa in your lab under my ratty brown duvet
Just one more brush of your skin against mine
The words never fell from my lips
My bags packed in the still of night
And yet you know, you always know
Blind touching, just trying to remember my texture, just trying to remember your sound
It could be the last time
Or a prologue to our forever
Just one more symphony of soft sound against the cream walls of your bedroom
Another minute enraptured in your embrace
One last kiss
YOU ARE READING
Static [manxman]
PoetryA poetry book telling the story of two scientists falling in love. [Trigger warnings: suicidal ideations, self-harm, substance abuse] ~Rose Coven Chronicles | Companion book to 'Rinse'~ [COMPLETE]