for my bbhie
My mouth hangs open, what’s wrong with me?
Happy Valentine’s, everyone.
You must be a magician, for how else can I explain
Why my body levitates to meet you
And I dampen at your name?
I fall into a swoon at the sight of your brown eyes
All this without a word or touch
All this despite your lies.
You must be a magician because now you’ve disappeared.
Are you just smoke and mirrors
Or is any part of you real?
- Stranded Pearl








