in his arms..
my body lays untouched by the morbid sky..
i feel my veins unwind beneath him..
his face untouched inside the pencil of an artist.
our lips swell in the summer heat.. and our hearts begin to spoil.
OH BUT I AM SAFE IN HIS EMBRACE.
OH BUT I AM THE PROMISE ON HER PALETTE.
and our scattered words arrange themselves behind the backdrop of
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