blather
tracing_your_skin
Death of a Rose smudging it with the my charcoal fingers,
like an aphetamine I couldn't fight it,
each delicate hair slipping beneath the hours I spend gathering the will to stop.

but I can't stop because this is my will to pace myself upon your canvas.
just an indelicate imbalance.
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jane with my eyes i skim over
shoulders reddened by river sun

i look at your skin
covered in years of art
the permanency of every story you ever wanted told.

examine your face, the way
your jaw meets your neck,
your blue eyes set
near freckles. the holes
in your ears.

& part of me loses my tears
in the running river.
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daxle and now i'm in love with two
my heart is twice as big
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mourninglight tears, tracing a silent throat aching yearning for love/touch/affection/the past/the future/anything to make sense...sort of path across the smooth expanse of her shoulder.

they are for you
and no one will ever know
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birdmad figuratively_kicking_your_shin 050727
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suicidalchinadoll only my tears ever had such a privelege 080525
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dirt tracing your skin with my tongue. 080526