sunburns sting so much 

but the hole in my chest still

burns like yesterday

when I lost myself as I 

slowly, perfectly lose you ©


Feet Marks 

West coast flooded by

Wroth waves that erased all the 

Traces of our feet

Lodged for years on the sand where

Our lips first found seren’ty ©

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Crying Skies

Dazzling constellations wink loudly and bold 

Up in the darkest skies that’ll never be sold

Stark cloud

Secretly proud

Of all the lighting it endured and swallowed: untold ©