Category: writing

  • i.the fault lines around your mouthso deep I fall in every timeand shake the earth as I plummetdown into the canyon of this loveii.I fall and fall and fallthere is no end herebliss is never touching the ground again-rjm

  • those sheetswere madeto holdour bodieswhile weheld aloftevery ideaof lovewe hadever imagined-rjm