lithe on corridors
insidewalk
slink up and down
sliding hollows underground
outstretched on the edge
underscoring ley lines
I cuddle the crevice
ear pressing the cold
awaiting your gait
tick talk
our primordial
past chisels hum
verbing part lips
howhowhow
to bridge these walls
so I can
taste myself
on your mouth
I miss it like hell
Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 7:03 AM UTC
lithe on corridors
insidewalk
slink up and down
sliding hollows underground
outstretched on the edge
underscoring ley lines
I cuddle the crevice
ear pressing the cold
awaiting your gait
tick talk
our primordial
past chisels hum
verbing part lips
howhowhow
to bridge these walls
so I can
taste myself
on your mouth
I miss it like hell
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