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Baby Blue

My fingernails crave your skin Hard red assassins My fingernails sweep your skin Texturizing our love In every corner of your body Your breath is twitching Melodiously You fill with air Speak to me in tongues On a plate like a breaded chicken breast Marinating in a fine Italian wine and Balsamic Vinaigrette Sauce craving an open flame Homemade. I'm falling asleep I'm falling asleep To the digging of a Disco party on a late Friday night in yellow polyester baby blue You forgot To pick me up, again but it's okay 'cause I'm Stayin' Alive. In a plexiglass life. See right through it, it's translucent Then never look at me again.
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Sep 13, 2012
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