1.
sweat rolls inbetween her breasts
as they rise and bow evenly.
her fingers are tangled with mine
and the wetness sits under our nails.
she watches me rest on her shoulder.
"I love you," is murmured, but who said it?
the light passes over our bed and we ignore them.
we lost track of time.
2.
she left the day before
and she left behind her imprint on my lips.
she smiled and lightly whispered
about the future she's always wanted.
our hands slowly released with our
pupils chained and broken.
her light finger tips linger
and slide apart as she goes.
3.
i called, i miss you
i worried, i brushed away.
i blinked, i don't know what i didn't see.
i called, i miss you.
i lost time again
but i still had hope.
it's been two tissue boxes
it's been infinite lost calls.
4.
i forgot what left the imprint on my face
i remember the feeling of two racing hearts.
i recall the taste in my mouth and i push
the memory of her warmth out.
they ask who but i won't answer,
if i were to carve her name all
sanity would difuse to nothing.
we were so young and i'm so ancient.
i wonder if she remembers.
What did you think
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Wow.
This was a very sad, yet sensual write. The emotion isn't overwhelming but strong. If I had to choose one word to describe it, I would use, "Clever". You certainly have a signature, the way you write..Which isn't always a good thing. Though, In this case it's the best thing.
The way you warp your words is nothing short of literal genius.
Favorite part, would definitely be the last Stanza.
"they ask who but i won't answer,
if i were to carve her name all
sanity would difuse to nothing.
we were so young and i'm so ancient.
i wonder if she remembers."
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