Exit

speak to me like a poem
touch me like you mean it
need me like there’s no way out
and i’m your only exit

Rubble

i cannot count

how many times

you’ve built these walls

with just a breath

they crumble.

you have become

my tower

of confusion

and i am lost

within your rubble.

It doesn’t take much
Just a simple touch
A quick grin
And you’re in.

From the book GROW FREEDOM