Thursday, May 19

uncomfortable. [a poem]

i thought i felt your arms
caress me last night.
wrapped mine around my body,
wondering when they'd connect
to yours.

i dreamt my mattress was
softer.
that i could stand up and bounce
until the tips of my fingers
would dance across your ceiling.

if i could write you a letter
i'd send it to you
through whispers released into the air
wrapped in a line straight from your lips
winning.

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