
HIREATH [Poetry]
I am consumed by the overwhelming presence of your love. It crashes into my soul like lightning, leaving me in a state of habromania, intoxicated

I am consumed by the overwhelming presence of your love. It crashes into my soul like lightning, leaving me in a state of habromania, intoxicated

I am cluttered like a hoarder’s dining room table, filled to the brim with remnants of the past. Memories, both bitter and sweet, cling to