I feel your weakness creeping into my bones A jealously that shivers with awkward pleasure Kissing away morals in place of ideals pushing away soft lilies, hoping to make the way clear For a return so bittersweet.... it cannot happen How I do miss feeling at home
04/17/2008
Posted on 03/07/2010Copyright © 2025 Kim Thevenot
there is a quality to this ode that appeals and awakens many senses. and that opening line most of all.
