Jupiter’s Release

The sky’s tears are arrows aimed at 
my goosebumped arms with coldness which
is only ever found in the emptiness
of his bed when morning peeks in
through the dusty window that frames 
my sprawled arm and hand squirming for
the blanket his breath and body warmed.

Independent learner and lover of subtleties. I identify my analytical mind in philosophical terms and would like to believe it generates in this way, not to bring me harm, but to bring awareness of how individuals and groups act in society. All thoughts are discovered within. I aim to spread love and promote the acceptance of Self. May you feel comfort with my observations of this world. View all posts by seleneofthesky