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I never thought I could crave a s… Like the one that sits across your… Distinctly scraped from the corner… Made in depths of dreams and forei… Its own presence, reflecting galax…
She melds into the rhythm, listening for a heartbeat, escaping into the fumes, her thoughts incomplete. She escaped through the cracks,
Last Night. Was the first night I had a thous… Perforating with tender thoughts i… Last Night. Was the the first night, in my lif…
You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,
under florescents, the cigarette butts are like confe… glittering the sidewalk, with anxiety.
Stumbling over words, Like a child stumbles over shoe la… Left undone. Every word I want to say, Left undone.
‘I’ am the lifeless infinite. ‘I’ am the sun, perforating throug… ‘I’ am a strawberry moon. But what is I?
I’m always enamored with, Short periods of time, With fantasies of, Your hand in mine.
The warmth of my tea, How lovely at six a.m. Oh! The little things.
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks.... Can I have running through the wo…
‘We’re the same’, Teetering on edges of lines, I ca… And you say again ‘we are the same… Conflating words, Of an honest one,
I’m not a side dish, I’m not a left—over, you can’t put me away, you can’t save me for later, as with all things,
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks, Can I have running through the wo…
Despite the rips in between the se… I can’t escape my bones, I can’t fight the dreams, So I wait but, I can’t manage to speak,
The language of love flowed freely… Through the rivers of our veins, During the summer we discovered ma… And razors edges. We used the torn corners,
