You have a tendency
to make my bones shiver with the way the muscles in your face contract,
making all the ships in my veins
tip over to witness the beauty of the storm while your breaking
my fingers
with the gracefulness of your movements
exploding my meridians
and hopes to anchor my heart in your palms
Feb 5, 2014
Feb 5, 2014 at 10:41 PM UTC
You have a tendency
to make my bones shiver with the way the muscles in your face contract,
making all the ships in my veins
tip over to witness the beauty of the storm while your breaking
my fingers
with the gracefulness of your movements
exploding my meridians
and hopes to anchor my heart in your palms
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