I wore black yesterday, and day after
My skin was moon white, just for you
Luminous, television screen iris, or sky blue
I was beautiful yesterday, just for you.
Dreams are usual - nothing too new
A charcoal outline for a present, please
Tongue like retreating tide
Pearl teeth like naked shore
Your skin is rough, I cried out, so rough
Texture, radiation, it's too much
I cried out; your skin is so rough.
Play stomach strings, strike them loud
Square fingers, warm carrot, calloused
My rib cage is fragile, like an eggshell
I am small, I am rounded, I am lovely
Please carry me and take me with you.
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A beautiful recognition is that every tangible thing on the surface of this earth has a story to tell.
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Why yes, I do have a handkerchief.
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~decus et verum~
//"[Man's] tragedy is the impossibility- or at least the tremendous difficulty- of communication." - Faulkner\\
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Why yes, I do have a handkerchief.
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Why yes, I do have a handkerchief.
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~decus et verum~
//"[Man's] tragedy is the impossibility- or at least the tremendous difficulty- of communication." - Faulkner\\
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... Sorry.
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Why yes, I do have a handkerchief.
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