blue neon lights 2:30AM
these illuminate your back and i find the curvature almost all consuming
my hands find the beginning of your spine
and the reflection of neon signs outside the window cover you more than the blanket
i find myself in peace in this moment
your shoulder blade's movement when you adjust startles me and i shut my eyes and act as if i'm asleep
but i don't want to miss these moments
when i know i'll never meet anyone like you in my dreams
YOU ARE READING
growth : a poetry collection
Şiiri write poetry in my spare time aka whenever i have a thought i can't get out of my head and i guess i'm ready 2 show my thoughts to anyone offering a penny
