kathryn-6Whisper

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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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Jan 30, 2015
DaysYou kiss me on a Saturday night in my car. / You tell me you were never in love with her / and I breathe forgiveness from my lips like the greatest relief in the world.
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Jan 21, 2015
Drivei could write novels / about the spaces in between / what i know how to explain;
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Mar 12, 2013
feari am scared / of so many things: / the dark; deep water;
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Feb 14, 2013
HavenMore than anything, I want to say: “Come to me, and I will kiss the fragile skin of your eyelids, and I will see gold in the brown pools of your eyes, and I will touch the skin of you soft, and I will kiss you all over. I will make a home for my lips of you. / Come to me, and let us be warmth; we don’t have to be cold anymore. Come to me, and I’ll light a warm fire under your skin, and we can be happy. / Come to me. Crash into me; fall, fall, do not be scared. You are safe. You are so safe. Let me run my lips over the fresh white skin of your scars. Let me be a dose of healing. Let me help you be happy. Let me. Let me. Let me.”
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Jan 31, 2015
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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Jan 12, 2015
HouseYou left in me the vacancy of almosts, / a house I created in my heart that was never lived in; / now the wallpaper peels and the floorboards creak
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Jan 25, 2015
nothing seriousi just need you to be a presence / somewhere in my life, / with your mind and your face
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Mar 22, 2013
one dayone day we will walk to the other side of principle / and our gold intentions will become pure acts, / the burning footprints we left fading behind us.
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Feb 25, 2015
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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Jul 25, 2016
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