SaraI looked at youacross the roomAn unsettled feeling from someoneI’d be close to very soon I didn’t want to talk aboutyour impending freedomYou’ve already prepared […]
Category: Poetry
BLUE
Bluethe ocean drewus inRedlips that ledyou to meWhiteA shining lightsinking infrom day At nightwe’d rather layacross the bedRunning my fingersacross your head S. L. Cottle