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LL Aug 2024
you took your shirt off
on your back was half a wing
inked — like my longing

your bare chest sculpted
my eyes — hammer and chisel
a thief you welcomed

your lips hugged the cig
tasting its soul — why am I
jealous of a stick
LL Aug 2024
looking at your eyes
I welcome your gentle breath
warming both my cheeks
LL Jul 2024
nowadays I read
myself like it's in 𝕷𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓
in M---rse, and spɹɐʍʞɔɐq
LL Jul 2024
To Cristoforo,

It's often silent — but it's there,
the cannons aimed above our heads
under their white flags and olive branch.

Love,
LL
LL Jul 2024
our days came with rain
the cold kissed my lips — I wish
                           you did it instead

LL Jul 2024
setting my alarm
at 4 am, I wake up
it's 8 am, F
every morning lately
LL Jul 2024
am I good for you?
I'm not even good for me
— just think about that
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