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even the roots of your hair are warm amid this dandruff winter. tribal tracks stretch to melt with your sun belly, warm twist tongues like bristles   impasto scars left behind in soft places planting harvest in your nail bed. between motions, we fall into warm rays. Stretch our backs- stooped roofs a rat a tat cat caught in sunlight tips of fingers crafted like a porcelain milk bowl the haven above your lips shatter fits of grinding dreams. fall back asleep to black and white sounds and that **** street lamp: our room’s own star moon tucks away behind clouds like specific uncertainty curves the blanket upon the handle of our hips
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Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 1:22 AM UTC
a love poem
even the roots of your hair are warm amid this dandruff winter. tribal tracks stretch to melt with your sun belly, warm twist tongues like bristles   impasto scars left behind in soft places planting harvest in your nail bed. between motions, we fall into warm rays. Stretch our backs- stooped roofs a rat a tat cat caught in sunlight tips of fingers crafted like a porcelain milk bowl the haven above your lips shatter fits of grinding dreams. fall back asleep to black and white sounds and that **** street lamp: our room’s own star moon tucks away behind clouds like specific uncertainty curves the blanket upon the handle of our hips
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Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 1:22 AM UTC
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