Thoughts
Sometimes I want less,
less clothing and less waiting,
less words and less space.
I’ll uncross your arms
and then I will become them.
I’ll hold you instead.
What an adventure,
this slow journey to find you,
what a winding road.
tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #434 by Tyler Knott Gregson

tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #434 by Tyler Knott Gregson

Char me or scar me,
let this love be anything
but ordinary.
There will come a point
when you must stare through the fear
and lock eyes with me.
tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #438 by Tyler Knott Gregson

tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #438 by Tyler Knott Gregson

The truth is my love
that days of sadness will come,
but I’ll come through them.
tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #439 by Tyler Knott Gregson

tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #439 by Tyler Knott Gregson

Invent me a word
that can encompass this ache,
‘missing’ is too small.