tea
for the unfinished assignments
for the time of the month
for the boy who douses you with salt
for trying to feel loved
wine
for your tired eyes
for your loneliness, a butterfly
beating its wings on your ribs,
for trying to grasp
what freedom is.
my darling,
don't you love to heal?
don't you love to escape?
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 2:57 PM UTC
tea
for the unfinished assignments
for the time of the month
for the boy who douses you with salt
for trying to feel loved
wine
for your tired eyes
for your loneliness, a butterfly
beating its wings on your ribs,
for trying to grasp
what freedom is.
my darling,
don't you love to heal?
don't you love to escape?
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