Poems from kristin_howell7
My cannon is heavy with heat,
Aimed steady, directly for your heartbeat.
My dear, we’re slow dancing in a burning room,
Only to be...
Tonight we’ll light the match,
Start a wave that will flow without currents.
Heat will simmer for miles,
Boil our demons with rays.
Tonight...
My spirit cuts through me to reach you.
A red, ridged line follows its breakthrough.
So watch me as I fall, grasping for reach.
I land,...