I gather up
each sound
you left behind
and stretch them
on our bed.
each nite
I breathe you
and become high
-Poem #3 by Sonja Sanchez
love yourself, love life, love god
I gather up
each sound
you left behind
and stretch them
on our bed.
each nite
I breathe you
and become high
-Poem #3 by Sonja Sanchez
love yourself, love life, love god