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B Feb 2018
Sinking, crushing, tearing away at me
A silly notion, a cold caustic dread
That you should be happy
With someone else instead
  Feb 2018 B
affi
Why are we confident
In the sea of people
But drown
In the drops of intimacy
  Feb 2018 B
Nora Rhodes
Put a flower in my hair
And kiss my heavy eyes

Climb the ladder of my ribcage
And take a look inside

Trace the bones in my back
And fill the spaces in between

Let me show you places
Others have never seen

Go quietly, be gentle
And I’ll give you a full tour

Hang your hat and coat
And take your shoes off at the door

Shut your eyes as you exhale
And step inside my dream

Let me show you places
Others have never seen

Hide in the hollow of my hand
And read between the lines

Peel back all my layers
And ******* salty brine

Come to me with thirst
And I’ll be your canteen

Let me show you places
Others have never seen
B Feb 2018
Green-blue oxygen bubbles up
From the depths of your warm waters
Spilling over into white-capped waves
In the midst of your sunrise smile
Ebbing in, out and in again
As the spray salts your black sand shores
  Jan 2018 B
Petrichor
If you were
to undress
the light
in my eyes
you would
find your
soul-
swimming through
chimes
into
my
bones.
//Skinny love
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