Moments With You

Venessa Tai Yeh
Nov 24, 2022
Photo by Zoë Gayah Jonker on Unsplash

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

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Venessa Tai Yeh

Software engineer who accidentally minored in philosophy. Likes to write code and poetry. Follow me on Instagram: @venessataiyeh