Dirty Love


(Blossom all over me
Bury your roots)

Deep in between
What’s possible
and what’s heavenly
What maybe sounds Dirty
aren’t just words to
on your strings to
pull you down with
Maybe they’re more
of a door to a
world darkness hasn’t
Reached so sacred so
Secret like when you pull
I give
completely our paths
intertwine without choice
our souls collide
and we’re reminded
to be one again.

Is it fate

a trap Door

a fall for
each other into
one another until
we become one half
next to the other


a messy bed
Two empty cups
and the Sunday paper?