The Weight of It
2023-02-22T00:07:52-05:00What a vice you are. I didn’t know a lock could be so appealing & so silent
What a vice you are. I didn’t know a lock could be so appealing & so silent
A reflection only tells so much. May I hold a mirror to your glory, your wit,
I’ve only wanted to be held without gaze. Eyes are too harsh an instrument fear too