Wednesday

We argued through out the week

About the bills, time together, & your work

But all of it has changed

Because it’s Wednesday

The morning sun peaks

Through our old window

Highlighting the scars you got

When you were young

You slightly open your eyes

Like honey coming out of a jar

I kiss your cheek, the lobe of your ear, your neck

The corners of your mouth rises

You put your arms around me

Look into my eyes

And swallow me whole

Author: hmalcorn

Hannah Marie. 25. Southern California.

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