Count me in your clouds. Number me your pointless words. List how much I want and need your body next to me. While I can not ennumerate all the times your mouth to shut. When a digit of your embrace would have clung to me not as a memory but of the experience of our […]
Yellow is the sky ,after I read your eye. Brown shall be the one to make me Love your “I’s”. Black could be my heart, Knowing only. You can never touch, The things I want for me.