Bleeding ink #810

  
You are the morning 

The words – walking in my sleep 

The paper skin 

Drenched in ache and rain 

That comes from missing you 

You are the rain and the universe 

There on the ceiling 

The autonomy of respect 

This love 

I can grow in 

A touch I can crave 

You take the night 

And you give it a name 

And 

Over coffee 

We meet again 

We love again 

We love 

We grow 

We know.

-regardingsamuel.com

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