i want to be u
to touch myself with your hands.
to think ur thoughts
n to talk in the way that u do.
i want to be u
so that I could tell myself that im wanted
loved n desired.
to think about myself in ways that u never will.
i want to be u
so that i can dream what u dream,
however, to be u and to know what keeps u up and night; tossing and turning under your covers,
to be u and to know the thoughts that preserve your warmth and lull you to sleep
to be u and to see if the walls of ur mind are painted with my marrow
shall i be disappointed?
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baby blue
Puisiupon my death, may you sprinkle my ashes on your pillow, so you can feel me in your lungs and breathe for me as I once did for you. . a collection of poems.
