KIT ROGERS & JULIET DARCY
â HOWÂ do you start a love poem that isnât love QUITE yet?
It ESCAPES me.
All I know is thereâs a sea rising above my head and sea foam washing into the chasms of my chest.
The thought of you is a SOFT WARMTH against my face.
And my GOD, I feel like I could fight the sun. â
â a love poem that isnât a love poem quite yet. nikka ursula (n.t)

















