words

meet by the ocean

the shoreline bends long, like our moon’s rim shining light down on this open cove...

i've been asleep

i open my eyes  and we’re swaying side to side to the last song of the night...

spell

you wander in time with a curious mind are you ready for a pretty thrill?...

long after it ends

i look up from my knees out into your eyes as something is sparked in the dark of this sleeping mind...

doc martens

that jacket stands out in this dark crowded field like the only star in this festival’s night sky...

bathroom stall

please tell me you can read this mind that i’ve lost so easily in your eyes...