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Wednesday
Poems
Feb 2014
Jesus Christ
I want you hand rolled and in my mouth
I want your fingers curled around my hair
and I want to taste you
I always thought I would forever miss out
I am always searching for something just beyond my fingertips
Specks of dust floating three inches from your nose
and I see you in eyelashes
and freckles
and glimpses of a smile always so pure
I see you in black
and green
and blue
I see you in the colour of your lips after you’ve been kissing me
I see you in black
I see you in the way your hair moves in my hand
and the way the sun shines and your pupils dilate
I see you in high definition colour
Ive wanted to jump off the roof too many times to tell you
and you seem to be infiltrating my darkness with the warmth in your eyes
and theres a shine I can never fit into my drawings
and 5 minute sketches of your bones on lined paper
but you are not to be pinned down by ink and pencil
you are limitless and deep and I am falling
Only I am dreaming of falling into you instead of to the ground
I am breaking bleakness instead of bones
I never dreamed I wouldn't be alone
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Virginia, US
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