his infinite hands against my bones
all mumbled words that freely flowed;
absurd & fraught with sighs & groans.
all mumbled words that freely flowed;
absurd & fraught with sighs & groans.
we did not want for each other
beyond a few spare hours,
some traded text.
yet
he has taught me this,
if anything at all,
that love is for fools
who follow the fall.