I fall a little harder for you. You fuel my muse. Writing and being are one and the same to me, and you give me a reason to write.
Wednesday, December 16, 2015
After the fall
I pulled you in
by the strings of my jacket
wrapped around your shoulders
and our lips met
at the perfect speed-
soft, quick, natural,
like we could do it every
day for the rest
of our lives.
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