She stands in a poofy like jacket; her arms spread wide, her tongue hanging out.
You spend hours at night on you tube thinking about algebra.
You watch the x’s
You watch the theory of isolation.
You stop talking and thinking and just roll up next to her in a dream. You sort of fall asleep and when you wake she is next to you hot and full of steam….
Reaching out into the darkness god knows we would never turn the lights on, you kiss her.
Eyes blinking in darkness. Kiss falling. It is dream my friend, one that you made…
Her, you and her, falling through the night like apples to the ground.
Pulling her in
A kiss and tongues banging out new bat caves
Kim sleeps beautifully.