liquid smooth

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grey skies lay in my eyes,
liquid metal stirring in my luke-warm mouth,
black - raven-like hair flies,
ravens fly across a cafe,

white wings over his perfect shoulders,
sticky lipgloss,
attached together on small, rocky streets,
bunnies lay on his lap,
a grey cat in my arms,

the sun left yesterday,
never to be witnessed again,
the beez have died out !
coffee stirs in his mouth,

science loves you,
love isnt science,
sharp glass digs into his bones,
liquid smooth blood, inside of plump skin,

come touch me too,
a special artefact in an expensive museum,
a pre-madonna girl,
red velvet, silk, dresses wrapped around her sweet body,

painting female beauties,
fairies lost in love,
clouds greet me with closed eyes,
liquid metal stirring in my luke-warm mouth,
gasping for life. gasping for air.

! My poem !

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