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curlygirl Sep 2016
for every "goodbye"
he spoke,
she whispered
"please don't go"
a thousand times
curlygirl Sep 2016
he slept in a world
slightly higher
              truer
              livelier than mine,
a world that held him tighter
and loved him sharper
than i could have
with my earthen arms.
but i felt him come back to me
when the weariness of my bones
asked for a glimmer
                     moment
                     taste
of eternity from his lips
and he gave it to me
curlygirl Sep 2016
grape gatorade and high school memories
were mixed together with our lips,
then breathed out to
fog up my windows
and awaken mature desires
we finally fulfilled in the dark,
and then sipped with our coffee
in the morning.
curlygirl Aug 2016
i placed
my idea
of him
high upon
that pedestal,
then forgot
that the
real him
was afraid
of heights.
curlygirl Aug 2016
"you have the heavens
and swirling galaxies
deep within you,
"
she daydreamed.
"if i do,
it's because
you put them there,
"
he replied.
curlygirl Aug 2016
he slept facing his dreams,
lost in a world that didn't feel
the kisses i gently placed along his spine
or hear the "my darling, i love you" that i breathed
into his skin.
he slept facing his dreams,
and i laid against him,
facing mine.
curlygirl Aug 2016
"i'm used to being someone's almost,"
he confessed to the hollow of her neck.
"well now you can be my always,"
she whispered back.
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