New-Age Guest Poet – Harris Coverley

Say Anything I cannot make love to you right nowthe moon glows too bright on my backthe sallow beams tickle my eyelidsit cools and burns in all the wrong spotsI cannot focus with all that going on I cannot make love to you right nowthe sea so near to usis simply too loudwhistling and bendingContinue reading “New-Age Guest Poet – Harris Coverley”