Wild moon/spring
Mar 11, 2021
A shift in barometric pressure
the edge of you
presses into my tongue
—
sacred sweetness
soft give of flesh
old cravings arise
cigarettes and sunshine
—
slow breaths while staring
A shift in barometric pressure
the edge of you
presses into my tongue
—
sacred sweetness
soft give of flesh
old cravings arise
cigarettes and sunshine
—
slow breaths while staring
Freelance writer + author. Yogi. Trans and nonbinary. They/Them.