Swore I felt your flesh
Push through my dreams
Your gums soft against my tongue
Metal braces tearing through me
A phantom residue
From the crawlspace of my mind
An unconsciously yearning
For love
No longer mine
How the **** can I move on?
With the scent of your breath
Lingering in morning mist
How the **** can I move on?
With the sweat of your skin
Soaking my fingertips
This ache is unbearable
Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 7:24 AM UTC
Swore I felt your flesh
Push through my dreams
Your gums soft against my tongue
Metal braces tearing through me
A phantom residue
From the crawlspace of my mind
An unconsciously yearning
For love
No longer mine
How the **** can I move on?
With the scent of your breath
Lingering in morning mist
How the **** can I move on?
With the sweat of your skin
Soaking my fingertips
This ache is unbearable
11:21pm, June 22nd 2014
A recurring dream of mine,
or maybe a memory.
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