kathryn-6Whisper

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HearthI would love you like an ocean. I would shift into a tidal wave for the shore of your hands. You would shape yourself into me like the sand does for the sea. / I would love you like a warm fire on a cold Sunday afternoon. I would warm your cold fingertips after a weary week. You would feel the wisps of my hair on your warm skin like the wisps of a comforting flame, and we would be at home. / I would open up your veins and set up shop inside each and every chamber of your heart. I would run my fingers along the lining of your soul and show you that you cannot stain my skin black, that I will not let you, that you are as much of a map as I am and that I will walk brave into the unknown and place my palm on the essence of you.

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the build-up of fragmentsthe teacher said / "tell us about yourself." / and i searched deep down

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feari am scared / of so many things: / the dark; deep water;

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To 12 year old meLittle girl, / you are not the scars on your thighs / or the mocking stares from "friends."

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Untitled4/27: / your fingers still trace circles / on my hipbones. i feel them

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SurgicalIn bitterness, in longing, in nostalgia- / in every emotion concerning you, / I am the open body on a surgical table,

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Untitledi would single-handedly / give up every shred of happiness / etched into my poorly-drawn veins

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ArrowIn you I speak a million unspeakable tongues; / like honey I let a language of love pour off the cliff of my top lip, / flow into the basin of your cupid's bow as we kiss.

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Drivei could write novels / about the spaces in between / what i know how to explain;

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SimilesLove is not like anything, of course, / but sometimes I think that my love must be like the sea, / for so much of him I must swim to get to,

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