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Aug 2015
i can see
through your clothes
through your skin.

youre a dancing skeleton.

held together with
muscles of the heart.

sliding into my psyche;
youre an apparition

leaving glass fingerprints
all over my kissing skull
as we shatter into people.

love spoke centuries
about our names

a sound only bouncing between us
now that weve met;

making our shapes
and making them mouths
to speak our own sounds
to eachother.
cat girl
Written by
mike
374
   mc6lm, --- and SPT
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