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i bathe myself in sugarcane crystals and daisy scents
because my lover's got a stubborn sweet tooth that pulls me under his blistering tongue.
i dance in vintage satin pearls and high-waisted denim shorts in the middle of the living room because my butterscotch baby is a goner for the smiths at 3 am.
i love in paintbrush strokes against delicate portraits and bleeding ink on creased porcelain paper in dedication for the only one i have ever given my heart to.
i bathe and i dance and i love
because i'm scared that when i wake up in the morning, my dandelion darling won't be beside me, he'll be over me.
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Poetry[ POETRY/PROSE ] juvenile stories of irascible paper tigers and their sacrosanct lovers.