Her smile makes me ache;
those eyes like galaxies – wanting and
hungry – portals into another
place and time. In the rain
I hold her close our hands
tangled we kiss electric.
She is Hope, evidence
of something more.
Author. Editor. Michigander.
Her smile makes me ache;
those eyes like galaxies – wanting and
hungry – portals into another
place and time. In the rain
I hold her close our hands
tangled we kiss electric.
She is Hope, evidence
of something more.
This is incredible, I absolutely love the ending.