Freya Grace

Hissing whispered words in my ear
Flushed cheeks
and white teeth
Breath against my tender skin
...

I want to hold you
while we
fall in lust
and break
...

In my mind
we have time
to sleep our troubles away
and never have to bother
...

ancient photographs
of people i don’t know

unfamiliar faces
staring back at me
...

tonight
tonight i will climb to the roof top

where i’m above the streetlights
...

Because she tastes like cigrettes.
And she smells like tangerines.
She stares up at the night sky.
Stars shining brightly,
...