God dipped Her brush in caramel paint, pulled
back the bristles and splattered marks on you.
Constellation countenance. 'Ryan', mosaic, 1999, on-skin.
Dusty dazzles speckle from your forehead to your chin.
Shut my lids so I can fingertip my cheek. In my head, I have them too.
Apr 1, 2021
Apr 1, 2021 at 9:47 PM UTC
God dipped Her brush in caramel paint, pulled
back the bristles and splattered marks on you.
Constellation countenance. 'Ryan', mosaic, 1999, on-skin.
Dusty dazzles speckle from your forehead to your chin.
Shut my lids so I can fingertip my cheek. In my head, I have them too.
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