In the warm goo together
with pale skin against bright slime,
while most take it hot
we feel cold,
but there's no such thing as time.
Lost in our minds
due to each other's wonder,
one congested embrace
can offer a sky of thunder.
Alone under a single light
surrounded by a periwinkle canvas above,
and the rarest gift being our existence does hypnotize,
but others remain prone to question our love.
YOU ARE READING
indoors.
PoetryWhat's a college junior to do when her young adulthood has been robbed of a rainbow of events, support, more than one tight bond, and life lessons? The birth of this collection of poetry.
