Poems from kristin_howell7

My cannon is heavy with heat, Aimed steady, directly for your heartbeat. My dear, we’re slow dancing in a burning room, Only to be...
Tonight we’ll light the match, Start a wave that will flow without currents. Heat will simmer for miles, Boil our demons with rays. Tonight...
My spirit cuts through me to reach you. A red, ridged line follows its breakthrough. So watch me as I fall, grasping for reach. I land,...