ER Underbrink
Kiss
Our lips became graveyards:
we buried our pasts in each other,
because for the first time,
I felt how church bells sound,
ringing over faded gray stones.
ER Underbrink is a man studied in failure, and holding on.
Our lips became graveyards:
we buried our pasts in each other,
because for the first time,
I felt how church bells sound,
ringing over faded gray stones.
ER Underbrink is a man studied in failure, and holding on.