you're so 
so so so.
its okay.
cause its okay.
i don't feel well.
i might spew.
oh love.
love love love.
i know, i know
i know, yeah i do.
and you do too.

conversation
sprials down
stairs into flooded 
basements and
we sit in silence
on pixels,
but its not silence.
its love in winter
with the trees 
without leaves
 - but never 
without love.