when i dream i feel your breath
brush the side of my neck
when i breath i dream of bodies coming together
in unison with one another
there's a golden field, which in the distance turns
silver
the sun dips behind the hills, descending into night
and you still hold me
—a fall into uncertainty
YOU ARE READING
guilty.
PoetryAll of the citizen's desires, madness, and love stamped into pages, just to be delivered to you.
