unseenity

deliquio

~

saving the whole truth
for moments like these,
when we're on the floor
late at night, but at ease.
chatting through the phone
about your bruised knees,
rain hitting stone,
metamorphosing into bliss.

when the time comes
you'll find me molding my words
into broken hearts
thrown over windows.

catch mine, please!

it's falling so deep..

I know you can't see it
but can't you just keep it?

no, you're sound asleep.
and I'm just a freak
longing from something
I was always too weak

for.

~

© chimsflower 2020

latin for "swoon"