That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out.
Andrea GibsonRight now thereโs a man on the street outside my door with outstretched hands full of heartbeats no one can hear. He has cheeks like torn sheet music every tear-broken crescendo falling on deaf ears. At his side thereโs a boy with eyes like an anthem no one stands up for.
Andrea Gibson