Her love thoroughly coats
like cat hair on a black jacket:
encompassing from front to back,
tickling playfully underneath armpits;
overwhelming from tiniest to long,
armies of glistening lines on dark planes;
catching gazes close and far,
stigmatized for being so noticeable;
sickening to envious and hallow hearts,
allergic to solemn, broken souls;
and yet despite the nuisance
that comes with such fashion,
it is relieving, comforting, and pleasing
because it reminds me
that the house isn't empty
and that I am not alone.
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 1:21 AM UTC
Her love thoroughly coats
like cat hair on a black jacket:
encompassing from front to back,
tickling playfully underneath armpits;
overwhelming from tiniest to long,
armies of glistening lines on dark planes;
catching gazes close and far,
stigmatized for being so noticeable;
sickening to envious and hallow hearts,
allergic to solemn, broken souls;
and yet despite the nuisance
that comes with such fashion,
it is relieving, comforting, and pleasing
because it reminds me
that the house isn't empty
and that I am not alone.
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