May 02, 2016 18:49
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He floats into my life
like a cloud
and out like a rainstorm
Slithers into it like a snake
that wraps around my thigh
Always there, never there
Like a star I can't pinpoint
from one night to the next
He's beautiful, so beautiful
Smiling and sullen
Mean and teasing sweet
Pale as moonlight,
baked hot and brown
Eyes clear ocean,
forest shadow,
dark midnight,
and warm whiskey amber
He wraps his arms around me
He whispers things in my ear
He's cruel, he's kind
He listens to me when no one else can
when no one else will
He loves me
but doesn't care about me
He comes and goes
He comes and he goes
His voice is air
from a distant country
where my feet are not standing
even though they touch the ground
He's my prince
and my demon
the only one I can count on
and I can't count on him at all
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my muse,
poetry,
hot guys