Shallow Cartilage

Love prose: not for the lighthearted:+

Photo by Sara Kurfeß on Unsplash

Cold as cut glass when we’re not together my breathing shallow I’m drowning must drink water. I find you in the library friendly how I adore that crooked smile frosting on my cake. Heart flutters at night alone dreaming of you warmth surrounds us God is near I kneel to pray. Never touched someone so warm as I feel your palm. Big brown ovals for eyes your stare intense…