I took up 90% of your bed last nightAnd you let me,Citing how fast asleep I wasBy your side.I could...
This morning when I woke upit was foggy.Not the usual type of fog,transparent in places, whereyou can see a tree...
Looking at my reflection in the wine glass, I fail to recognize my face now stained by the wine flooding...
There's a certain stress to housing,one that you feel in your bones fordays prior and won't leave yourskeleton until a...