something to keep

Sunday, May 13, 2012

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inches away 
and im skin 
hiding delicate bones
lonely space filled low and 
drugging.

binding eyes
a slow please
feet away and our
limbs twisted in venom
mornings sway 

im kissing your pillow.

make believe
faces hide in the memory
no need for hearts today
not even a dream.





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