This is a poem I wrote earlier while hanging out with Drummer Boy. We were sitting on a picnic table under the stars and the moment swept me off my feet. Looking at him in the starlight… I don’t know. It just made me want to write.
i want to return
to my nest of stars
smelling like wind
and the warmth of your arms
i want to go home
with the memories of rain
and the moths in my hair
and the absence of pain
and I want back the feeling
of your hair in my fingers
as we watch the sun set
and the smell of you lingers.
i hope you stay
or at least i remember
how sweet you always are
and how you love me tender.
whether we’re close together
or far apart
no matter where you go
you still have my heart.
♡, shortie
