Ephemeralness - Adult Mom

I’ve seen

All of this aching root and leave

I am clear now

Keep me safe please

When I feel like nothing

Please tell me that I am something

And I’ll believe you instead

Light breeze

Nine in the morning

Black socks on feet

Love that leaves

Specks on sweaty feet

If you feel like nothing

I’ll tell you that you are something

And you’ll believe me instead