The Salt of Lingering Sunlight
The sun is a heavy, humid lover today, pressing its warmth against
Summer Cicada
A Salt-Stained Echo
The air is thick with the scent of brine and humidity, a
Amber Echoes on a Brine Shore
The tide comes in, erasing footprints like failed promises. My hair is
Where the Horizon Meets My Breath
The sun is a golden weight upon my skin, pressing into every
The Geometry of Longing
The sun is a dying ember behind the glass, casting shadows that
Salt on My Skin, Silence in Your Eyes
The sun is a heavy weight upon my shoulders, pressing the heat
The Humidity of a Lingering Glance
The ice in my glass has melted into a pool of weeping
The Salt on My Skin is a Prayer for You
The sun is a heavy weight today, pressing against my shoulders like
The Salt on My Skin: A Lingering Afterglow
The sun is a heavy hand resting on my shoulder, thick with
The Temperature of a Lingering Sip
The cicadas scream in the periphery, a jagged pulse against the heavy
The Blue Hour Between Two Breaths
The city breathes in neon sighs, a humid pulse against my skin.
The Salt on a Ghost’s Skin
The water does not remember my name, yet it holds me in
