Move with the waves,
drip down into echo
chambers, singing
of moans
and lovers delights.
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-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

In May, the fog slips
Into the city nestling
Against glass and steel
I am perched at the bar and
Swim in music and murmurs
Move with the waves,
drip down into echo
chambers, singing
of moans
and lovers delights.
Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe!
Want more? Check out my Patreon!
-Alina