Moments With You
Nov 24, 2022
wind blows crows backward
we wash dishes together
kisses like whispers
warm, dark, moonlit sleep
the sound of november rain
or was that a dream?
curve of your smile
ripples of serotonin
my skin the clear lake
nebulous iris
the center a black hole, pure
here, there is no time
the scent of your neck
i become a sunbathed cat
a door to a dream
