in this space with you,
skin on skin, touching.
tuck me under your wing,
this soft-cottoned night
these smudges of time
are beautiful nothing
- just the sight of you,
hair skewiff, star-fishing
Year
All tagged love poetry
in this space with you,
skin on skin, touching.
tuck me under your wing,
this soft-cottoned night
these smudges of time
are beautiful nothing
- just the sight of you,
hair skewiff, star-fishing
He is the feel of a brown suede boot
laced up with folk songs and wine.
He holds all my laughter in little jars of pickled time.
His voice is the harbour where I moor my boat,
where footprints fan out in grains of sand.