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D A W N Aug 17
how can i love
and be detached at the same time?
when half of my foot is out of the door
but my lover is beckoning me to come in
this is gonna hurt more than the love i have experienced before
D A W N Aug 8
I was too much, you said
then find less
and I will find more
and I found more
there is abundance in her kisses
and an ampleness in the way
she says my name
see the grin that eternity carves into her flesh
as she chants each letter of my name
infinitely,
intimately
I have painted your portraits for the world to see and I have uttered your name on stage for the world to hear. Truly you are my muse. My brushes refuse to work without the thought of you plastered in my mind and even in bed, I am still making art. Fingers tracing the canvas of your skin, memorizing every arch and bend.  ilyily
D A W N Jul 4
maybe love
is a shot of expresso
i should not have taken
hours before bedtime
yawa last na taysa ragd
D A W N Jul 4
water holds no memory, my dear
you'll forget about me tomorrow
but i won't
the wholeness of my being
encapsulated in your body of water
will stain the blanket of my memory
like coffee-stained bedsheets at 2 in the morning
too intoxicated with slumber to clean the mess
and so i just leave it there
body draped across the bed
with a mind and soul aching to rest.
what the **** jd dasasdhfjhasdjfk i need sleep
D A W N Jul 4
craving a cigarette on my lips
something addicting
intoxicating
something equivalent to her kisses
my midnight mistress
how long can we keep this?
that breakup saved me but gave me a nic addiction where my creativity heavily depends on it ****
D A W N Jun 30
the things i had to beg before
just to be loved
are the things I've been receiving
effortlessly from her
like i am entitled to it
like i deserve it
like i don't have to be on my knees to ask for it
to ask for the slightest fragment of her heart
the universe is working in my favor and i ****** deserve this and i am grateful chile im finna cry
D A W N Jun 20
the pulse of my heart
rushed
to greet
the rising crease
of your smile
my pretty pretty girl,
i would tally every beat of my heart
that echoes through my rib cage
and give u the receipt
as evidence of my love for you
(june 20, 2022)
this pretty girl has me hooked on her tiny tiny pinky yawa
im not complaining :p
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