antwerp, a poem Options

[megumint]

all's feeling
now i know
you are who
circumstance
tells me i must
sleep in your bed
and whisper to
your future thoughts
that every action
i have not yet done
has traced your
image into stars
and i long to breathe out
to the cold unforgiving night
a burst of warm moist air
and, as if by accident,
hear your name
rolling from my tongue

[Ekay]

that's pretty dope.

and whisper to
your future thoughts
that every action
i have not yet done
has traced your
image into stars

that's pretty powerful too. this was enjoying to read :)