speak slowly
as cherry juice stains your chapped lips
in the haze
where hours vanish
wake late
to eat toast with no plate
in the same clothes as before
the days are a blur
laugh lazily
with your head tipped back
and unbrushed teeth
the breeze laps at our t-shirts
stare constantly
because the sky won't be as beautiful later
because everything is in bloom
and your love might change
Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 10:56 PM UTC
speak slowly
as cherry juice stains your chapped lips
in the haze
where hours vanish
wake late
to eat toast with no plate
in the same clothes as before
the days are a blur
laugh lazily
with your head tipped back
and unbrushed teeth
the breeze laps at our t-shirts
stare constantly
because the sky won't be as beautiful later
because everything is in bloom
and your love might change
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