Poetry · Writing messy lap March 18, 2020 SamT.Gutierrez these eyes will never fall from yours as we walk across moons walk across seas will swim towards land float through open trenches to your arms; frosting- level heads bang like coconuts Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading... Published by SamT.Gutierrez My name is Sam and I love art. I sometimes do podcast, I sometimes stream videogames. View all posts by SamT.Gutierrez Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading...
Saint's Muse 