khrishna grace

Just an analog girl in a digital world…

San Frantzcisco

I
would like
to lay with you…

Under a tangerine sun…

On the imported grass…

Of a balding field…

Oil your scalp with my fingertips…
Listen to your secrets…
Sink deeply beneath the warm soil of your skin…

So my fragile heart might

Finally.
Plant.
Roots.

And learn… To bloom…

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