“One doesn’t discover new lands without consenting to lose sight, for a very long time, of the shore.”
...We used to lie side by side; I could cover myself in you..
We used to lie, but I am no longer so wide-eyed and full.
...you’ll say “fine” and ask me how I’m doing.
And then I’ll lie…
Golden haze… another morning, feels like yesterday.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map