My trembling palm upturned in your hand you saw my future in the wrinkles and creases I looked through your lashes and saw a flicker of wanting, wondered whether it colored your predictions. I wanted to turn my hand over and grasp your hand, alter the lines by entwining our fingers instead I let my … Continue reading fortune
Like a child I want to know the texture of everything beneath my fingers; forgive me my pace, I cannot help the lingering.
I couldn't look at this city the same way without you somewhere in the world loving it with me.
I am alive inside this love but is this love alive inside of me?