January 27
We drink wine until our faces
are flushed with pink spots
and our cheeks are hot
from the fireplace
spitting sparks at us
As we go to sleep
your breathing is
deep and comforting
a metronome
hypnotizing me with
its careful rhythm
I want to stay awake
in this moment
a little longer
but my lungs
are begging to join yours
Which will it be?
are flushed with pink spots
and our cheeks are hot
from the fireplace
spitting sparks at us
As we go to sleep
your breathing is
deep and comforting
a metronome
hypnotizing me with
its careful rhythm
I want to stay awake
in this moment
a little longer
but my lungs
are begging to join yours
Which will it be?