- the earth feels so much like her

Aug 9, 20201 min read

The golden summer sun, our witness,

as we run through open fields

hand in hand, with the

wind in our hair,

the salty ocean breeze,

lying down on grassy clearings

i look into your eyes, so full of fragile affections

i’m almost floating;

bitter-sweet coffeeshop aromas

reading together in cozy nooks;

in high spirits, and dramatic melodies

we recite poetry till dusk creeps in.

the smell of the earth after it rains,

wrapped up in each other

i put my ear to your skin,

i want to hear the sound of

all the oceans you're made of;

moon-lit skies and vanilla scented candles,

melting into one another on a

chilly winter night

while we listen to Hozier

and crawl back home to each other;

the sound of fire crackling

the way your fingers trace my skin

in patterns,

my world explodes into technicolor;

the first morning light, smiling down at you

as i find you curled up in a corner,

lost in deep august thoughts;

honey drips from your fingertips, onto paper.

melancholy bursts into lilac skies

our lips entwined, your arms my refuge,

frantic, i tremble into sunrise;

Crimson, you whisper-

fear hems us in,

colours dissolve into monotone

at the sight of your face setting.

A TEMPLATE OF EMOTIONS