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Sam 2d
her
I can't wash off the flower she drew
on my arm earlier this afternoon
A forget me not.
A game of 'she loves me. she loves me not'
A knot untied
I feel the fear that Narcissus must have felt as his ears turned to petals,
his hair to vines.
and his scream to a blooming flower
Sam Jan 7
her
effortlessly wearing a cigarrette on her lips
head tilted high with one hand on her hips
a dizzyingly incandescent, nicotine laugh
i think i'd die for her
write that on my epitaph
Sam Dec 2020
her
deep-set moon-crater eyes
lips as red as the dust on mars
all i asked was for a little space
but she gave me all its stars
Sam Dec 2020
her
i make a wish on the shooting stars
that roll down her cheeks
a thousand tears over a thousand hours
a meteor shower; crashing onto the waves of her lips
Sam Sep 2020
Her
Every second a star dies
And I'm not sure what that signifies
But when we met I used to see supernovas in your eyes
Now there's nothing grand but something simpler
And that's how it always ends
Not with a bang
But with a whimper
Sam Sep 2020
her
We begin to fall asleep
well before we run out of words
as I hold her in my arms
or am i held in hers?
Sam May 2020
her
like ball to glove
like light to match
like fish to hook
shes a catch
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