your skin
and my eyes,
losing sight,
cross paths once more.
the salty waters
flow for you in rivers
and collect
between your shoulder blades.
pools of unrequited love
sit passively until shaken,
not stirred,
by your body.
and my mind
is elsewhere
but my body
is next to yours
so for now
we ****
and we cry
knowing
that soon
everything
will be gone
Jun 12, 2012
Jun 12, 2012 at 7:50 PM UTC
your skin
and my eyes,
losing sight,
cross paths once more.
the salty waters
flow for you in rivers
and collect
between your shoulder blades.
pools of unrequited love
sit passively until shaken,
not stirred,
by your body.
and my mind
is elsewhere
but my body
is next to yours
so for now
we ****
and we cry
knowing
that soon
everything
will be gone
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