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May 2014
Kerosene eyes
everywhere you
look, sparkling-
deceptive, I think
I would like to dive
until I sip
and burn my tongue on you.

Stong shoulders
everything you
support, worlds-
dependable, I think
I would like to rest
until I lean
and you dissapate like summer mist.

Feverish fingers
everyone you
brush, warming-
blooming, I think
I would like to thaw
until I touch
and suddenly find myself blazing.
May 14, 2014
10:20 AM
     edited May 19, 2014

Inspired by Where Do My Bluebird Fly by The Tallest Man On Earth.
RA
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