chloe - Hello Poetry

chloe

Irish if the ocean gets rough, will you help me sing?

heart smoke feel skin ocean blood morning left felt fingers wit sit brain veins lay eyes stomach mouth pores sea anguish pacific palm ripped burning scratch orifices told toes notions control lungs grief making bones times window front filling idea fingertips completely keep rang waves feeling pinkie reach cigarette flow face swelling clutching enveloped pump finger walk millimetre communion life wake calcium organs thought lips intact ache choked arms wrap long ago skull inside stay rolling teeth skeleton yellow pulsing sleep rot carpet swam pen send tickle atlas overpowered sitting blisters purely loneliness laying gut small enjoy temples sync knitted dried acid deeply menthol dirt cell lights rotten entwine shimmers water attainment roaring box pick pillow glittering breathtaking love post wanted wrecking destination puke doubt today seeps suffocated door phone controlling sting blemishes intake join glisen work pour crossed beautiful quiver allowed sneers rib sunday conquers dampened shores crashed coming