Tuesday, January 14, 2020

messiness

She let the kiss
sit on her lips
until it's ready
to be consumed,
or consume her

She is ready to accept
confessions
without lowering her  gaze
Cos the storms that rage in his eyes
ruffle the peace of her heart

They love the messyness
around them,
of stolen kisses,
crumpled sheets,
and, entangled emotions.