she wears a different flavour lipgloss everyday but her lips taste the same, kisses of ocean breeze, i'm weak on my knees. staroil dripping from my shoulder blades.
youth grazes her pearl white teeth across my jaw, holding me to shore, she's a beautiful angel, saltwater dribbling from my shoulder blades.
my blood in her crystal glass, my guts on her garden grass, she pretends she cares, i should've known better. crimson oozing from my shoulder blades.
her tears soak my shirt when she eats my heart for dessert, some still between those pale teeth. she picks the pinked flesh, and leaves it on my doorstep, i pickup what's left. my head falling from my shoulder blades.
she comes knocking on my door, before half past four, 'til her knuckles bleed, staining the driftwood floor. instead she kisses my shoulder blades. she lays herself over the remnants of my heart, but promises this is just the start. i never understand what she means -
-she's always gone before the morning.
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me blessing you with young ben affleck. you're welcome (:.
