pink like a soft bloom
do not come near me with those
perfect pairs
for i cannot stop thinking
how would it feel
to finally put an end to enduring, thinking,
how would yours feel
against mine
i apologize for these
reckless thoughts
i wonder how you would taste—
maybe a little like wine
or maybe the balm you put
religiously
i'm sorry, i apologize
—1:19AM
Jan 14, 2020
Jan 14, 2020 at 11:57 AM UTC
pink like a soft bloom
do not come near me with those
perfect pairs
for i cannot stop thinking
how would it feel
to finally put an end to enduring, thinking,
how would yours feel
against mine
i apologize for these
reckless thoughts
i wonder how you would taste—
maybe a little like wine
or maybe the balm you put
religiously
i'm sorry, i apologize
—1:19AM
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