Poems from oliviakleinhaus
Your fingers slowly push on my shoulder,
And lower back,
Quietly pulling me closer to you.
Until our hearts are pressed together,
Beating...
Sometimes I wonder,
If the storm clouds that have always been over my shoulder,
Haunting me,
Live in my eyes too.
Because it does not seem...
I’m so drunk.
On the Whiskey that is the vibrant wildflowers.
On the Vodka that is birds chirping in the morning, awakening my sleepy mind...
I took my first breath
Felt the air of inspiration enter my new lungs.
Realizing the importance of words,
The necessity of love,
The...
You play music.
An entire decade of your life so far has been dedicated to the production of sound.
For me that same decade was spent on...