There’s power in control. Words weigh more when they’re restricted to just a few. There’s more to imagine when left…
I wish I could tell youI was listening to those wordsabout your flaws but I was too busywatching your upper liplift a little to the right…
There is no one else;That makes me feel,like this.
Raindrops claspethereal webbed scaffolds,pulsing veins of morningserene after the night’s slaughter.
She’s a morning personHe sleeps late
They took their places, in their customary battle positions. She was on white tonight, he on black. They switched often…