I breathe you in
— surrender —
and my lungs fill with
flavours unknown
but for the soft sounds
I make of them
as they arrive
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 28 November, 2017
I breathe you in
— surrender —
and my lungs fill with
flavours unknown
but for the soft sounds
I make of them
as they arrive
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 28 November, 2017
Taste of me, these words –
a conundrum to lick clean.
Tongue hungry, I write
© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 31 May, 2017