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Ive been so fascinated with the way your lips move and the way your eyes can see me. Ive been wondering about your veins and the blood that runs through them, and when pulled aside by you I feel nothing but your presence in the atmosphere. and its been nothing but you and me in this crazy world of forgetful faces and leering eyes. Ive been thinking about the way you whisper in my ear and how your stubble chin rests on my cheek. Ive been wondering about your lips and the way they sink into the beat of your mouth, your eyes, your face, your body. Ive been wondering about the rhythm of your body and the way its so perfectly matched. and then looking at myself; with chapped lips and eyes smeared with tears. arms with cuts and fingers with bitten off finger nails. Ive been looking for the rhythm of my body, and the unsteady beat it produces. so out of sync with myself, so out of sync with the world. but the scars will heal and the tears will fade and my lips will turn lush and red with time like the sunset you once told me about. and maybe then we can be together.
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Ive been so fascinated with the way your lips move and the way your eyes can see me. Ive been wondering about your veins and the blood that runs through them, and when pulled aside by you I feel nothing but your presence in the atmosphere. and its been nothing but you and me in this crazy world of forgetful faces and leering eyes. Ive been thinking about the way you whisper in my ear and how your stubble chin rests on my cheek. Ive been wondering about your lips and the way they sink into the beat of your mouth, your eyes, your face, your body. Ive been wondering about the rhythm of your body and the way its so perfectly matched. and then looking at myself; with chapped lips and eyes smeared with tears. arms with cuts and fingers with bitten off finger nails. Ive been looking for the rhythm of my body, and the unsteady beat it produces. so out of sync with myself, so out of sync with the world. but the scars will heal and the tears will fade and my lips will turn lush and red with time like the sunset you once told me about. and maybe then we can be together.