+ help me tell her i love her. please

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I

she danced her limbs to david bowie

i saw her undress herself to the vinyl

II

she's scorching my heart mercilessly with the vocals as coy as st.vincent's

im undressing myself to the platinum strings of her guitar

III

she's whispering sweet curses down my spine

i hear her breathe my name when i brush my chapped lips past her collar blades

IV

honeydew
she's bathing me in honeydew and i let her in

i let her machete through my skin when i feel the cold kitchen tiles and my hips sink in

V

prayers
i hear my name roll off her bitter tongue in hymn

she's making my ears bleed by her sonnet of excruciating greed

AND I LET HER THROUGH
(please tell her i love her)
MY COVETEOUS SKIN AND I
(she's the bile i cant swallow)
FILL HER LIKE ICHOR IN MY
(she's walking away)
BLOOD HELP ME IM LETTING (she has my favourite purple gown on)
THIS GODDESS DEFINE MY
(help me tell her i love her)
ZENITH AND IM LETTING
(she's painting the gaps of my skin)
THIS GODDES WRAP
(so delicately in my own blood)
HERSELF LIKE CALCIUM IN
(it's her favourite when she sees my skin sore)
MY BONES HELP ME IM
(it's instrinsic)
LETTING THIS GODDESS FILL (atleast im taking her on my skin home)
MY BONE GAPS WITH
(help me tell her i want to take her home)
REVOLUTION

VI

my heart is in the trunk of her car and its alone and its cold but i dont fucking mind

she continues kissing my breasts and makes her own path between my thighs and i see her hit the gas and im experiencing a whiplash and its addictive

VII

she's got me wrapped inside her blue duvet and she's playing music on her fathers radio

she's mending in my skin like  lotion and i smell like her of cigarettes after sex

ITS SAD SO SAD THATS SHE'S (help me tell her i love her)
THE BOTTLE OF ECSTASY
(she hates flowers)
FOR ME WITH WHICH I
(they die too soon she says)
SCORCHE MY THROAT SO
(the flowers are me)
WILLINGLY AND WHEN THE
(but metaphors are hard to decipher she says)
LAST DROP OF LIQOUR
(she's so cold)
BURNS MY THROAT EVER SO
(it's warm)
ELOQUENTLY MY SHAKY
(her kisses are brutal)
HANDS THROW
(she's ferociously calming)
THEMSELVES OUT FOR

ANOTHER GLASS BOTTLE

AND ANOTHER AND

ANOTHER

I NEED SO MUCH

MORE OF HER FUCK I NEED

SO MUCH MORE THAN JUST

HER BARE SKIN AS SOFT AS

THIS BABY BLUE DUVET AND
LIPS AS SOFT AND PLUMP AS

PEACH AND MOANS THAT

CALM THE TORNADO IN MY
(read the words along the empty gaps they're screaming to be heard)
FUCKED UP MIND

VIII

so sad so sad that im just a broken cheap lipstick for her that she throws away so mindlessly and only comes back when she's feeling the lust to use red

im pulling her so deep within my veins and she's only pushing and pulling me like tidal waves and i don't know her anymore just like she doesn't know me anymore

BUT I TELL HER HOW THE

OPEN CLUSTER OF SEVEN

BEAUTY SPOTS ON HER

INNER THIGH REMIND ME

OF THE PLEIADES AND I

PRAY

( the only time i pray is when it's for her, help me tell her i love her please)

THAT NOT A SINGLE ONE

FADES AWAY LIKE

MEROPE

And i trace my fingers along her hipbone and i tell her how she stops breathing when she leans in closer to kiss and i tell her how her eyes roll back when i breathe near her neck and i tell her how cold her palms feel when they're on my thighs and i tell her how her hair smells of citrus and i tell her how her heart pounds so ferociously when our lips collide and i tell her how her embrace feels like the only rusted motel on an abandoned street that smells of love and lust and other drugs with one way flashing in red


BUT I KNOW MY LOVE IS NOT ENOUGH AND IM PROBABLY RUINING THE AESTHETICS OF THIS BOOK BUT SHE'S RUINING ME AND I NEED TO SCREAM AND I NEED TO SCREAM IT TO HER THAT SHE'S RUINING ME AND I NEED TO SCREAM IT TO HER THAT MY LOVE IS NOT ENOUGH

IX

she's pulling out another cigarette from her red and white Marlboro right after she stomped on the former pushing me away from her blue duvet

my stay in the motel is long overdue but there's only one way and im dancing my way back to her again

- FUCKING TELL HER SHE'S RUINING ME MAYBE IM RUNNING SHORT OF HER NOW.

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