the way you love her
the way your words
roll of your
tongue..
that dance
touches the
teeth,
my human
body, she
seems to wrap
herself around.
finds a space...
the shape your
eyes make when you
smile
....
those teeth.
to say i'd steal
them on a rainy day
is an understatement
to say i love you
isn't a lie
but the truth is
goddamn
you make my eyes
cry
tears made of joy, made of melons.
you make me feel like a little kid
again
the way you move my hair,
your fingertips,
slip
just to outline
my lips
watching as my heart
drips....
slowly
.... like honey
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