Monday, June 1, 2015

A lot of keys unlocked me
My soul is scattered in different places
I am impressionable

Fingertips firmly on my cheek
A low hum in my neck
Tumbling into my belly

All of the colors

Dark purples
Earthy browns
Ripe yellows
All so melancholic
Delicious

Gray

We were cold
And you were gone
I smile, dumbfounded and kicking my brain
For ever letting you into the soft matter
Of my heart

Starry-eyed
All I see is black and white

I just wish you could've said thank you

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