Closed eyes and sealed mouths
numbed by the pregnant moonlight...
....as moon awaits, to greet your soul
you’ll cross a bridge where lies no troll...
Your eyes are milky way to my heart
galaxy full of wonders...
The couch cried as hard as I did when you left.
My eyelids are heavy...
I’ve been curled up beside my dog at someone...
Blanket burritos and comfort TV shows...
The microwave clock read 11:48 by the time you...
Brown curls illuminated in the glowing porch...