Inhaling experiences, and breathing out words.
there are days to remember. when the sun shines, and your smile holds its light. and when you spread out the blanket on grass thick enough to hold up our bodies,
By Savanna Cingilli7 years ago in Poets
wriggling from a self made cocoon and moving out from under your arm, my bare toes hit the cold gingerly, tentatively, creeping across creaking wooden boards,