aphrodite once wondered if the sea could return her to foam scatter her in sea salt across the feet of lovers and soft palms of crying girls broken bodied collapsed on the cliffs of lesbos let me kiss them with brine and tangle their hair with caresses disguised as a calming tempest i am not new to love ruining i am not new to men with hard eyes women with bleeding mouths and wanting to comfort pretty girls with melting skin dissipating in my watery kisses
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Poetryyou once asked why i never felt good enough to love you, this is why All rights reserved ©️2018 immortalitatis- cover by the lovely @hurtcopain