have my colours stained your lips? can you still taste me in pastel traces of fingerprints that ring your neck, a collar to restrain you from painting over another girl with your corrupt palette.
she was like ]open doors and [closed windows; she only closed up the things that let you l o o k i n . *{only let you in with shutters drawn and lights dimmed because eyes are the win(dows to the s o ul.}
si era el número seis : if she was number six in spanish form.