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I know you still can't breathe And your ribs burn But I love it When I finish laughing first Because for a moment I am the insomniac Enthralled by the lucid dreamer (your eyelids flutter) I am the Catholic Entranced by the shameless drunk (your hiccups slur) And your giggles pop like Bubble bath and boiled syrup And everything is funny Everything is spine-chillingly funneled Your sprite and shrieks nosedive Into my bloodstream Spike my heartstrings And your cheeks Swell and splotch and squish Into those sparkling eyes Until they gush And you try to stop it, but Like gagging on lake water You can't Not until every sprinkle gets spewed And baby, there is so much So much beauty Spawning inside of you So much to share, and I starve for it I soar with it And for a moment A dreamer stirs the city A drunkard saves the world The children stump the wisemen As you shake the cobwebs From your ribs For one more second Reality is fragile Love is tangible And nothing else is
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Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 1:12 AM UTC
Chin Up, Buttercup
I know you still can't breathe And your ribs burn But I love it When I finish laughing first Because for a moment I am the insomniac Enthralled by the lucid dreamer (your eyelids flutter) I am the Catholic Entranced by the shameless drunk (your hiccups slur) And your giggles pop like Bubble bath and boiled syrup And everything is funny Everything is spine-chillingly funneled Your sprite and shrieks nosedive Into my bloodstream Spike my heartstrings And your cheeks Swell and splotch and squish Into those sparkling eyes Until they gush And you try to stop it, but Like gagging on lake water You can't Not until every sprinkle gets spewed And baby, there is so much So much beauty Spawning inside of you So much to share, and I starve for it I soar with it And for a moment A dreamer stirs the city A drunkard saves the world The children stump the wisemen As you shake the cobwebs From your ribs For one more second Reality is fragile Love is tangible And nothing else is
usually you duck your head when you laugh but once i witnessed whiplash
saigeldred
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Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 1:12 AM UTC
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