wet cheeks
May 17, 2022
wind softly blows through my window tickling the surfaces of my cheeks that were wet just moments before
you left just 2 days ago, nothing in relation to the time that will pass until we meet again
i thought i had more time, that our trip together would buy me time before i started to deeply yearn for you once again
warm body, wet kisses, soft skin, eyes that let me leap into your soul, playing in the forest of your heart, the galaxy of your mind
i miss you
