Bodies laced and souls intertwined, their head peaceful on your chest, the air thick of oxytocin soothing your lungs
Crisp and loamy fragrance sedating your steps, the chirping gentle on your ears
Bedroom door creaking at dawn, a light mass burrowing between still dreaming bodies
Sweet ginger stuffing the air, on your feet clonking carrots, arms locking around your waist, chest tight against your back, the warmth of their lips on your neck
Tiny fingers weaving cotton around the tree and down the bunny hole
Steam raining, tension melting down the drain
Vibrantly crowned stems, yellow powdered bumble on duty
About the Creator
Andie Emerson
Queer. Awkward. An anxious wreck, but firm believer in self-work.
Authenticity & progress over illusion & perfectionism.
Makes a living working in home improvement.
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Great work!