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889 · Mar 2013
When you wake up
Anii Bella Mar 2013
Lips make hushed smacking,
Fabric rubbing noises
The disgraced moan of springs,
The fever of contact
Arms set to embrace
Whispers promising we'll escape this place.
I love us.
With what we are
Despite what we should be.
There are proximities beyond
*But for now they're only here.
738 · Mar 2013
Nymph have I been.
Anii Bella Mar 2013
Lust have I loved.
Forbid have I tasted
The world stops spinning
my mind stops ticking
Though it wrecks their lives,
I cannot stop myself
it's tearing me
and staring me dead in the eye.
It fogs the windows
even as I wipe away
this condensation drowns me.
376 · Mar 2013
When I sleep at night
Anii Bella Mar 2013
Two white words
Floating in the dark
One white ghost
My bed is our host
The words remain unspoken.
Could they be
Go away?
Please stay?
Or perhaps
I'm sorry.

— The End —