• Hannah Flowers

i yearn solely for the softness of your lips against my forehead in the quiet of the night the drumming of your heart with my cheek pressed against your chest the silent intimacy ringing at a frequency only we can hear the absent-minded tapping of your thumb on the back of my hand to the beat of the song that’s been stuck in your head the calm breathing in the middle of your dream while i still drift off to sleep the cheap hotel room and the sound of the sink running while you brush your teeth the large amount of love packed in-between the littlest things

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when you're ugly too

you have a monopoly on beauty but i love you when you're ugly too you had a bad day and you relapsed and now you're crying in my room you keep telling me you're sorry don't know why you act the way yo

severed.

ignoring all of my friends such an easy hole to fall in my giving nature is treasure to such a humble beggar when i keep some of myself to myself, i get greedy forget my table manners do not cherish,

i wish you were a ghost

sometimes i wish you were a ghost so this haunted feeling made any sense in the words that drip from the pen i find your silhouette staring back yet you walk among the living still sow your seeds and