kalvin dot life

Love, lust, loneliness or a lost language,
Drink moonlight and let the wine spill.

Sit slide against the side and stare,
Hesitate until the scarlet heart beat breaks.

Suggestions incarnate and unformed, let the third speak;
We only listen to each other.

Darkness pleaded for, promised, but arriving late.
Where next? Urgency forgone.

Lost in moments held for longer than they last.
Makeshift mischief spends anxiety without change.

Flippancy and pride,
The recompense for romance.