Run my thumbs across your lips.
Your neck with skin around your throat
in very dim light. Height and weight work together
with the places you haven’t shaved. Scratching
the surface of your cheek tingles in the places we meet.
Folds face the expression in your palm
wrinkling the corners of your eyes,
leading me to believe how you were as a child.
This has been a clip, or a sample of him who causes a warm spot on my back when I sit near him, and how he follows me around wherever I go.
Jul 8, 2010
Jul 8, 2010 at 7:12 PM UTC
Run my thumbs across your lips.
Your neck with skin around your throat
in very dim light. Height and weight work together
with the places you haven’t shaved. Scratching
the surface of your cheek tingles in the places we meet.
Folds face the expression in your palm
wrinkling the corners of your eyes,
leading me to believe how you were as a child.
This has been a clip, or a sample of him who causes a warm spot on my back when I sit near him, and how he follows me around wherever I go.