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sickseven Aug 2019
When I saw her,
I saw color for the first time
A dark haze pulled off my eyes
Moss green enveloped me
I am whole.
I am whole.
and When she touched me,
My breath hitched that day  
Fingertips laced with ice
Cobalt hit me
I am whole.
I am.
and When we kissed,
Deep orange and red
Color, beautiful color, that’s all she ever is
sickseven Aug 2019
What kind of lover will she be?
Gentle like warm rain
Wrapping me in her arms
Kisses sweet like milk grass
I hope I hope

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