You held me so lovingly
as I took photographs
in between breaths,
even as I descended
back into madness,
but not before
you pulled the night sky
to my face,
reminding me
…these memories
are only what is born
from the parting of our lips.
You held me so lovingly
as I took photographs
in between breaths,
even as I descended
back into madness,
but not before
you pulled the night sky
to my face,
reminding me
…these memories
are only what is born
from the parting of our lips.