In space
in the teeth of grace
Begging bites to relent
Melted minutes
brown bonnets
Pride bows and repents
As senses slip
to atmospheres
They seem intangible
Traveling
across the desert
Until they were full
Read next
From @rubenalexander
In space
in the teeth of grace
Begging bites to relent
Melted minutes
brown bonnets
Pride bows and repents
As senses slip
to atmospheres
They seem intangible
Traveling
across the desert
Until they were full