
Hannah Flowers
sixteen hours never felt so long
but eight flow by like a breeze
we said we'll wait and see
where the wind carries
but you know where i'll be,
anywhere but home if
you're not beside me.
i wish i were the ocean
just to have a taste
one warm and sandy evening
of your lingering embrace
and eventually precipitate
follow you home like a dog
you didn't plan for rain
but humidity comes along
wraps you up, swallows you
consumed, as fire does to log
and when i bring my heart to your door
gripped between my stained teeth
i'll find you sitting on the porch
palms open, ready to receive.