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Jun 5
you tarnish me,

my fingers are *****,
you ***** me

I'm *****

you're soft in a hard form

you make marks,
but not alone

you need me to make marks,
you mark me

I need you to make marks

I inhale you,
I don't want to but you are there,

In my breath,


tiny invasions


creeping into my orifices,

under my nails,

in the cracks of my skin,

on my skin

I need you,

I use you,

you use me to spread yourself,

I spread you,

you disseminate across the surface,

across me, 

on to my skin.

It's dark,

you're dark,

you make me dark,

I use you lightly but you are still darker than the light,

I make you darker,

not darker than yourself,

You touch me,
I touch you,
we come together,

we collide,

I make a collision using you. 

I use you

There is sound,

you are silent but your movement makes sound,

I move you to make sound,

you and I generate sound,

we generate,

generate sound,

little traces of touch.

I no longer have you but you're still with me.

I see you. 

I feel you.

you make me *****.

I wash.

                                                                            *compressed Charcoal
Jupiters Dawn
Written by
Jupiters Dawn  37/F
   Fawn and TSPoetry
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