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You could play me like a love song
And I would be draped across your arms
Where not even a failure could be wrong.
And I would be draped across your arms
Where not even a failure could be wrong.
Literature
Lucero
My fingertips touch your lipsand I know sensation;
Warm scarlet pillows meant for caressing my eyes,
Your voice arouses me;
a visceral sensation
Im so in love with you,
I barely know your name.
Your hairrolling waves of obsidian glory;
Its dark luminosity reflects in my eyes
Painted cheeks adorned with the curls of your lashes,
I breathe in your breath and I am hypnotized.
Your voice: strong as the ocean, warm as a mothers embrace
Your eyes: bleeding caramels and the dullest of grey
Your teeth: the purest white of the heavenly lace
I can taste you on my teeth;
Oh, tell
Literature
Spasm
Two paper hands
held together
with glue and wooden bones.
meant to be.
Instead of capturing
my heart, you captured
my lungs
and every stuttered breath
along with it.
You didn't have
to knock my head off
it contorted and
fell off on its own.
Literature
Pulse
There's a pulse in my throat,
And a pulse in my heart.
It shivers, beats, flutters,
Like it wants to get out.
I grip my sides, my shoulder blades,
And hold it in.
I shall not let it escape.
There's glitter dust in my eyes
And a shattered bone in my left ear
That hurts like hell.
But I have learned not to cry.
The corners of my mind are lightless.
Sputtering candles snuffed out long ago.
I strike a match, set spark to the pages
Of my little black book of secrets,
Hoping the flame will catch.
The words are burning, ablaze,
Ablaze.
But the paper curls and the fire eats the words.
And yet there is still no light.
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Just a little something written upon waking. Waking up beside someone beautiful can do this to you sometimes.
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Just three lines, yet they tell so much...