hmkeselman

United States of America

beyond high strung. combat boots and stars in my eyes.
gryffindor. overly sarcastic.

a toast

January 17, 2019

the soft curve of the sands of times
fused together to hold the oceans in its arms.
perhaps the carrier of life,
an amusing distortion of my face as I kiss the edges of savior.
i suppose it's more than a physical need to wrap a hand around cold.
it is the sound of broken, a crash
that floods us with memories of good times and laughs
so let us raise the light of the world
and swallow the sharpness that is glass

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