she throws up the melody of rotten raspberries in my veins , she is a goddess. she hears what i can't speak and speaks what i can't hear. she gets covered in drenched citric sweat everytime the eyes of my slender fingers curl around my neck. she makes me want to eat toasts and eggs, i hate eggs. cherry coloured lips and vanilla perfume , that's what she looks like , ethereal enough to make my heart spit blood. lord , please keep her safe , take anyone but not her, she's beautiful in every sense. she is dripped with honeysuckle fluids and chocolate syrup. she kisses me everytime my mind gets assaulted in the woods. she tells me how she can die to the playlist i made for her , i still do not know how to make her believe she is the soul of french songs and the root of persian poetry.
je t'aime plus quand tu en as marre de moi
she is beautiful in every language , and i do not know my worth.
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how do i tell a girl i want to kiss her
Poetryi broke my tooth while hiding from you
