I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone that understands darkness as well as I do
Your fingers write symphonies on my skin
And I see rainy evenings in your eyes
I dream of your arms around me, watching the ocean
Turbulent, they called me
I believe that I’m a storm you want to endure
“Crazy, or crazy for you?”
Your breath blankets me
Safe in your embrace
Alexandra Cole is a third-year arts student studying creative writing and film production. She loves eggs benedict, conspiracy theories, and really good head. Alex identifies as pansexual, but why does that matter anyway?
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