wanting to speak clearly
I ask the blood orange
to translate
*
every inch of me
thirsting, still these lips
too shy to ask for rain
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged hesitance, poem, poetry on March 2, 2016| 4 Comments »
wanting to speak clearly
I ask the blood orange
to translate
*
every inch of me
thirsting, still these lips
too shy to ask for rain