February 2012
39 posts
The Tide Goes Out Like The Air In Your Lungs
officialiwrotethisforyou:
And now?
Star the night.
I’ll night the stars.
And now?
Breathe my breath.
I’ll breath your breathing.
And now?
Speak under the water.
I’ll water this speaking.
And now?
Until you are still.
I will always be still.
Until.
And now.
