Guest Poet, Naztko: “Come Fall”

Come Fall

Come bring me your heart for
I know how to throb, and

the day is late,
sheets of rain done.

Come dry the night cry, bedded
in my Love falls for you

What You Wear

Clothed in your banter, in your joy,
you laugh a day away, but
late night, when you are
naked to me, we love

— Naztko