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Clouded May 2015
Your nickname is cotton
Your lips are pea sweet
Your back is so soft and your eyes are tea leaves, and then when I kiss them it suffocates me, for your beauty's so delicate that I can hardly breathe.
Ferrin McGinness Apr 2014
all the tangled veins broke
and the waterworks started.
little firework drops
colored my skin on the surface.

and you took this all in
watching me barely breathing,
my soggy heart hardly beating
in the palm of your hand.

i've never wanted anything
more than i wanted this:
my life in your hands,
my DNA in your fingerprints.

this is the only way to die-
at the hands of a stranger i wanted so much,
who could see my entire life at once
by reading my heart's pulp like tea leaves.

— The End —