He knows me
The tips of his fingers were cold,
palm jagged, stiff.
just like his body,
unlike the way he looked at me…
a Girl, a Woman, a heart
his heart.
we longed after each other like forbidden children,
the rain,...
palm jagged, stiff.
just like his body,
unlike the way he looked at me…
a Girl, a Woman, a heart
his heart.
we longed after each other like forbidden children,
the rain,...