You absorb my heat
With the space you left
Between your fingertips
And my breasts
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You draw the curtain
To prevent the light from coming through the cool morning air
And as you move away
In a ray of red
The frequency of your words change from,
"I love you"
To
"I own you"
And in that moment you were a star
I'm a distant galaxy.
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Always putting distance
between us
As if you were afraid
Of clashing with me.
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Instead you caused me to collapse and now there is nothing where I once was.
YOU ARE READING
Missing words
PoetryA mix of poetry, short stories and things that actually happened that I hope will make some people experience things that they normally would not. I want to make people see the world how I see it. Where colour is sound and a painting becomes life.
