Friday 12 December 2014

I've found that as I get older and meet more people the more obvious it becomes to me that the things they don't stand up for, form my opinion of them much faster than the words they do spout.
I'd leave you there
6 am and sound asleep
The windows wide open
Curtains dancing
Shorts scrunched around your hips
Mouth agape and supple
The sun tickling the stucco walls
Brown hair sprawled behind you
Beautiful
I'd leave you there