circling, cool and heavy.
Air thick with longing, an aching,
a pulling to be closer.
Hovering with lips so close I can taste
the memory of us entwined as if it happened
moments ago.
circling, cool and heavy.
Air thick with longing, an aching,
a pulling to be closer.
Hovering with lips so close I can taste
the memory of us entwined as if it happened
moments ago.