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Aug 2014
M.
I won’t use your nicknames or

shorten your name in the slightest



I want to savor every letter

every syllable of honey

rolling off my tongue



let the mouthful of sound

rattle my teeth

until they ring in adoration



make it my own exhalation

so every breath

has a worthy purpose



speak it only in whispers

to keep what is yours

mine.
Sloppy.
b s
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b s  desperation
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