Sun on skin, we lizard in this clearing,
two cups of coffee and an orange between us.
It’s something I read once,
that love is sharing an orange, and so we do,
popping the sections into our mouths,
into the dark places between words.
Sun on skin, we lizard in this clearing,
two cups of coffee and an orange between us.
It’s something I read once,
that love is sharing an orange, and so we do,
popping the sections into our mouths,
into the dark places between words.