rosemary sand.
she kisses me in quietude
hair blue, fair blue
skin like a shiver
down the hall where i met you
fragile eyes, shuddering pulse
she prayed to feel today
sandy hair curls round her neck
and swallows what she used to say
the echo of her body
and her breath against my throat
just to hold her, just to touch
erasing all the spit she wrote
scratched into her skin and under her wings
she hides herself in jackets and things
cowering when i say i adore her
like none of the boys i liked before her
the curve of her hip and the metal it follows
how she's so alive while i'm so fucking hollow
sparks at a distance instead of a touch
knows when i adore her, it's really too much
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