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Jan 2013
I want to you to paint me with the brush
that is your hand
Painting me how you like
Seeing what you want to see in me
Looking into my eyes
Finding what you have looked for all your life

I want the color of my skin, my eyes, my hair
to light a fire that was dormant
It would be your pleasure drink me whole
Slowly,
Tasting the goods, the bads and all that has made me
this solid liquid.

I want you to pick up pieces of me
in the sand.
Look for me in the sun and find me
somewhere in your soul,
somewhere previously unknown.

I'm alive when you sleep
When you awake I'm between the walls
Waiting for the night you find me alive
For this,
We only have each other in moments I vaporize
Losing form and body
Bearing only my soul
Written by
Jazmyna
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