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You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,
No implications, Did I notice at the time, Only the key strokes.
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks.... Can I have running through the wo…
You never loved me, Only the taste of my name, As it lingered on your slithering… Falling out, dripping, With poisons of promises,
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,
Whenever I’m alone, I stay smiling, Counting the stitches sewn, On 100 thread count sheets, Wishing for rain,
Tried to meditate, too many different people, are inside my head.
I can’t say I know, The bed where you lay, The shape, color, and patterns, That makes up your day, I can only say now,
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’re trapped.” He explains, My body is bare, I’m losing time, And losing air.
‘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,
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,
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…