Desperate to hold your hand
you hide it's location
just allow your feet to find
their destination- i dreamt of our long day,
how firm is your grip?
inside a cave of prespiration,
you can hear my desperation
you brought the right kind of shoes
i dropped all the wrong clues
take a hint for me, a favor
the landscape is as wide as the sky and glows greener
internal combustion of the mind,
my eyeballs are slumbering in compliance
of regularity, our whole relationships,
our lives are just pretty enough

- Jessie