#sharpasknives

Your outsides are soft

Rose petal scented skin

Touches sweeter than red wine

Dark eyes to fall asleep inside of

An effortless gift to the night

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Your actions are both delicate and poignant

Black coffee with a splash of almond milk

Warm invitations and N64

But your back is always turned away

From the sun that filters in through the window

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Your insides are hard

Eating the flesh of the avocado before removing its pit

Your tongue is connected to a deity that spits knives

But I smelled the ocean on your breath

And you are afraid to dive

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