petrichor

Constellation

I took myself to the woods. To see horizons that ate up the sky, to curl up in crevices crowded with dark leaves whispering in the winds. I took myself to the woods to hear no roads anymore, to see nothing of mankind, to press my ears to the hollow shells of trees. To snakeContinue reading “Constellation”

I wake among your roots, Turning my head to where your skin breaks the soil, Nestling my lips deeper, Gritty kisses in the morning. Biting back the gristled edges of your bark, To reach inside you, where I breathe and breathe and breathe, Pulling you into my lungs, where the silence waits, And my heartContinue reading “Petrichor”