lillypads-starrynights:

It has been awhile since I have known the taste of water.

I’ve been living in a dry spell,

a seemingly endless drought. 

Sitting atop plains that were once lakes.

Lakes where starlight used to pour spheres of a beautiful glow.

But the clouds cried

when I saw you across the room. 

And I was drunk off of the life that curled down my face

off of the weight under my flesh. 

                        s.c