You - Vanessa Daou

Electric bolts

Living on fire

At the end of the Summer shadows

blonde hair

Grasping

And all

I hear you calling in the tick of my clock

It’s you that I open when I pull my shirts up

In the milk I am pouring in my cereal bowl

In the wet of my purple bath with my glistening soul

It’s you, everywhere I put my head

Every time I lie in bed

It’s you, it’s you I can’t forget

It’s you that I swallow with every sip of my mind

It’s you of our twilight time

I hear you breathing in my deepest of dreams

Warm as velvet sheets wrapped around me