A Piece of Pineapple (Sublime)
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Last published Thu, Dec 29, 2016
I've memorized your face from the beginning.
Your hair is thick like piano wire, and waves to the shape of the ocean,
Moles like deep ink stains your skin,
Creating the sparks of Aries which form on your cheeks,
Sublime, I'm swept from the shores to your seas.
Dark like the raven that you embody,
Your lips bird-like, small and intuitive.
You rise early, soft in nature
And speak my name in whispers and murmurs.
Sublime, I get lost in the shadow of your heart,
But the crook of your arm always keeps me secure,
Assured that I cannot fall to ruin again.
Sublime, I'm lost in the warm flame of your soul.
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