I want to exhale your body through smoke circles,
&engulf your eyes through rose-colored glasses,
just to get a glimpse of love,
of heart,
of something other than the habitual feeling of nausea.
Tell me that it burns when I touch you,
Sing me to sleep with the stanzas,
the explicit lyrics of the flames,
the dirty smoke,
&the ashes forming in between the bags under your eyes.
tell me, sugar,
give me something to believe in,
give me a melody to get intoxicated to.
Author notes
Playlist:
We Intertwined by: The Hush Sound
The Taste The Touch by: Asteria
Pushing The Shine by: Lovedrug
pushing the shine.
Comments
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i love this.
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realllllly good!! i love it!


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I love this shit!
Its amazing! The imagry was the bomb diggity!
' something other than the habitual feeling of nausea.'
i loooooooooooooooooooooooooooved that!
Great job!
-B




