Can I melt into your bones
and become part of you?
Let me be the sound of your heartbeat,
or the blood pumping in your veins.
I'll be the air in your lungs,
the color in your eyes,
the lines in your palms.
Let me be the parts of you
that make you so beautiful to me.
Jul 4, 2014
Jul 4, 2014 at 5:16 PM UTC
Can I melt into your bones
and become part of you?
Let me be the sound of your heartbeat,
or the blood pumping in your veins.
I'll be the air in your lungs,
the color in your eyes,
the lines in your palms.
Let me be the parts of you
that make you so beautiful to me.
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