oh the less I know the better

pink glass bulbs and you are still in clear relief

nothing dents you, nothing scrapes you, you imbibe my thoughts and it gives your cheeks a lustrous pallor

that face, so close to me; those worlds, temporary opened

a thing, unbroken, for how much longer?

(lately all I want to do is embrace you until you fall asleep against my chest)

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