white shirt
blue tie
lay next to me
and hold me close
when i'm falling apart
at the seams
a furtive glance
can you see me?
see through the pages
i hide behind
the words that
conceal my heart
locked in, solid
shivers in my skin
stretched thin to
the core,
love me anyway.
creaking joints
oil and wine
polka-dotted
rhythm
oh
Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 4:06 PM UTC
white shirt
blue tie
lay next to me
and hold me close
when i'm falling apart
at the seams
a furtive glance
can you see me?
see through the pages
i hide behind
the words that
conceal my heart
locked in, solid
shivers in my skin
stretched thin to
the core,
love me anyway.
creaking joints
oil and wine
polka-dotted
rhythm
oh
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