not fiction

spine numbs along the palm of my hands
they say love is contradiction
and I’m epically sinking
containing my heart within, breathing under your skin
under the sea
I’m afraid to flow
I’m blinded by the brightness of the crystal waves the sunset forms
you’re planting pieces of you within me and I’m watering them

I don’t mind breathing the air
as long you’re their

-I’m already floating-

shifting to…

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mesmerized

thoughts are pouring into a blue waterfall were I don’t intend to arrange the slightest obstacles were they carry the memory of you.
And when the night comes it’s only the moon light that reflects on your skin, silk between my fingers. their we lay where the stars looking at us as an oil painting over the green canvas in motion were the brush still moving down as we’re counting them.
their were I…

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bleeding insanity

I shiver at the idea of you and my spine numbs along the palm of my hands
they say love is contradiction
I’m epically sinking in containing my heart within, breathing
I’m afraid to flow and not finding you swimming
I’m blinded under your see by the brightness of the crystals you left within me
you left pieces of you in places in me and I’m watering them

I don’t mind breathing the air
as long…

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