October 23, 2015 § Leave a comment

You were leftover coffee brewing on my lips,

everything afterwards was so damned bittersweet.

I remember a time I was pastel dresses and pink lipsticks

’til you came along with your dark eyes, sharp tongue.

I was tumbling words and stumbling heart,

Bright eyes and wandering gaze.

Now I’m just simmer summer heat.


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