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soft, quiet enchanting eyes. secret light hidden underneath
pale skin. gentlest cherry blossoms, pink hue, craning their
delicate faces towards the sun. swan hearts, silk feathering.
for love of oceans, sweeping us below, to cities beneath the
seaweed. dreams of ethereal beings that capture our finger-
prints inside their murky illusion of flesh. sinewy limbs sway.
quiet hands, tainted and dangerous. heart and hips and fingertips wanting-
[and overflowing with love]
unruly bits, like spanish moss, flowing in the breeze. and lips, oh the lips.
”ladybird, ladybird, you’re the prettiest song i heard in awhile”
and feeling so intense, the only words that could ever express it
are in late night whispers and secret sleepovers. can we please?
the most beautiful people are also the ones you’ll never know
the ones who hide in the background and go through cycles
(baby girl, the second part of this is for you. this is for us and our awkward perfection)
pale skin. gentlest cherry blossoms, pink hue, craning their
delicate faces towards the sun. swan hearts, silk feathering.
for love of oceans, sweeping us below, to cities beneath the
seaweed. dreams of ethereal beings that capture our finger-
prints inside their murky illusion of flesh. sinewy limbs sway.
quiet hands, tainted and dangerous. heart and hips and fingertips wanting-
[and overflowing with love]
unruly bits, like spanish moss, flowing in the breeze. and lips, oh the lips.
”ladybird, ladybird, you’re the prettiest song i heard in awhile”
and feeling so intense, the only words that could ever express it
are in late night whispers and secret sleepovers. can we please?
the most beautiful people are also the ones you’ll never know
the ones who hide in the background and go through cycles
(baby girl, the second part of this is for you. this is for us and our awkward perfection)