I saw your face for the first time in a long time, and it was no longer mine.
And the pain was gray and pink, and soft, like gum, like gums
No longer able to bite
The smile I’d snuffed with confusion
Seen with the eyes you no longer flooded
I cannot say what it was
But it had fur and it breathed deeply
And I loved and bled for it
Now you are yourself again
The paint, before it dried
Before we ever touched it
Sep 22, 2023
Sep 22, 2023 at 12:45 AM UTC
I saw your face for the first time in a long time, and it was no longer mine.
And the pain was gray and pink, and soft, like gum, like gums
No longer able to bite
The smile I’d snuffed with confusion
Seen with the eyes you no longer flooded
I cannot say what it was
But it had fur and it breathed deeply
And I loved and bled for it
Now you are yourself again
The paint, before it dried
Before we ever touched it
And I do and did love you, and you are something brand new and gorgeous.
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