Bronze belly burnt from sun kisses;
Yesterday afternoon when I dreamt
we were at the beach and
you were numb from being heated by the microscope light
and I was drowning in the pools of your eyes -
tsunami tides, killer wail -
No matter who comes to save me, I'll always wish it was you.
So I wait and let the cold sea salt gurgle in my lungs.
But you are still,
you are warm and bothered.
May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 9:55 AM UTC
Bronze belly burnt from sun kisses;
Yesterday afternoon when I dreamt
we were at the beach and
you were numb from being heated by the microscope light
and I was drowning in the pools of your eyes -
tsunami tides, killer wail -
No matter who comes to save me, I'll always wish it was you.
So I wait and let the cold sea salt gurgle in my lungs.
But you are still,
you are warm and bothered.
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