Sincerely, Jennifer x

I’ve been thirsty since I stepped into the bar,

bare, between the sheets,

I hunger,

longing,

the “hello”, so far away,

and “goodbye”, an unwelcome omen, soon to come, but so insignificant in the moment.

I speak in spells,

spreading my wings like the wicked thing that I am,

weaving the world into the shadows,

until there is nothing but you, I, and my aching.