Intermittent. Everything in life is intermittent. I wanna feel high all the time. I wanna feel like I’m living nice all the time. But everything is intermittent. Everyone just sleeps at night or stays primarily quiet during the day thinking amongst themselves like lunatics. The highs that we feel together lasts only a few seconds, then duringContinue reading “Intermittent”
I wish to be your oxygen; the gasps of air between kisses The puzzle in the web of interlocked fingers The taste of salt on skin The lack of gap between our bodies I wish to be, all these places between us that coalesce together, like we’re one.