Category: writing

  • secrets secrets secrets secrets secrets secrets secrets secrets secrets lean in close so i can whisper all my secrets -rjm

  • last night I cupped your head in my handand fed you all of my truths;you gulped thirstily,until a rivulet escaped your lips,forming a pathway of secrets down the curve of your chinwhereupon they dropped into gravity,sprouted wings,and carried us away -rjm