Spencer Radcliffe - Child's Pose
Cruising down wabash making my way back to the blue line
You can feel the snot inside of your nostrils turning into ice in due time and it feels fine
Like the smallest stone sandpaper wearing away at your new flesh
It shaves down your ribs and breaks into your chest where your hearts wearing a bullet proof vest
Isn't it funny how personification of the human body suggests an exact location of the complex, subjective emotional structures like love?
Erin helped me find my heart's cеnter so I sent her a lеtter saying "thank you & namaste"You might also like