
Family. Me,my sister and brother. R.i.p Baby bro
leave me, stained w/ kisses under star studded skies..leave me. i haven’t the slightest idea why, but i need to be there, covered w/ whatever it is your lips are made of..breathing & wanting..breathing & needing..under those skies. &let them not be empty, but full of the only consistent presences i’ve ever known..those stars, that moon, &the deepest blue outside of the one that grows within me. leave me, &i promise when the sun rises i’ll come back to you.