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Jun 2010
the pink beneath the sheets
soft and ordinary
one pleasant lip curl
enough to knock me off my feet

the roses on your cheeks
wilt one at a time
oh, sweet sickness
the heat rose from the streets

the thick salted air
it's enough to fill my lungs
along with my cravings
I've got a spoonful
possibly in need of revision(the title definitely). so I shall get back to this
Rachel Strowbridge
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