Wow..... I get so lost in time
I mingle with my self hoping
to get your attention
but you keep on flipping the pages
cutting lemon on my head,
piece by piece while they melt on
my sculp.
I sip my tears like tea
because you are in it.
I chop my hands because they want
to be touched.
I take the bones out of my chest
so they dont crack when you dont hug me
My skin wants to wrinkle into yours to feel you
I want to breath on your forhead
My lips want to touch your eyes
so they can taste how sweet they are.
I want to taste your ash and know
that I was right... You are bueatiful.
like a golden coin
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