i want to be the rain
that settles on your earthen skin
the well of which holds your tears
i want to be the drug
you breathe in and out
where the smog of your breath
clings to the air
just as you are all of those
little things i said before to me--
everything else is rust
YOU ARE READING
homeward bound
Poesiaonly here because sarah thinks its cute. 100 days of happiness and love poems edit: i didn't make it lol
