flannels & cocoa

the warmth on your skin
  is a welcome thing it
  takes place of meaningless
  conversation

  it speaks of happy endings
   & tastes like sweet breads

  rings like homemade butter
 reminds of a different time when
   [maybe] people were good to each other

   I digress,
    I know there’s so much time
  why am I in the state of mind
        like it’s wearing thin with each

passing

second?
    
–LM