#sunflowerink

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“Let me slip words in your mouth That your afraid to say. Let me whisper all the things you would die to do to me. Darling let me twist and turn your soulless vocabulary into poetry filled with lust. Test your trust sneak notes and broken ciggs in your pockets God damnnit . Let me re -arrange your sentences throw in words and phrases Into your screams. Say "I want you" as you reach the climax of the plot. I’ll let you listen to my voice as i manipulate adjectives into your vowels as I read my mind to you like a sex scene. Let me curve your body in to a fucking Y that sometimes slips up, let it sink and hang directly in-between the lines to the O’s and U’s underneath the sheet of a line Let me entwine with your thoughts like cursive letters about stars because the galaxy’s and star names have a million letters and we would stay strung together until Pluto’s a planet again and I swear our word would be SUN because when I’m with you I don’t feel like I’m just touching a burning surface or trying to describe it into journals. No. I feel it when I simply touch your skin or the heat waves when I stand beside you. And, Darling i am terrified these burnt lips will kiss you I know my body’s a little chard from being re- used over and over as kindle for others fires or, misplaced wood that.was a little to damp to burn. No. I’m worried if I kiss your beautiful mouth that says and speaks so much truth it makes me tremble. That I’ll just turn to dust. That your kiss would put a little too much pressure on my skin the mask I wear will crumble, your warm arms will encase my underlining frail body you could always see and simply glance through my layers like they were translucent sheets and curtains no matter the colour or how thick and dark I thought they were. I would turn to ashes soft and delicately detaching partials my bones would melt. I just don’t think I’m made of what I used to be. It’s like you became dynamite the core of my earth and I need you to be my sun. My fire. Because I became a burnt out match. I’m on fire but fading fast my sulfurs gone and i'm stricken and strung out, someone took my box away. So just be gentle if you try to light me up., because my wooden spine was made brittle from being used one to many times by others.”

kissed by fire, you were the only boy who ever kissed me sober without a drug without a drink without a dare to blame it on or a spinning empty bottle that my pen bled on pages spilled on my paper for i remember the scruffy ginger beard i remember how you held me near only for a moment but it was enough to sear my head my memories in bed i think of you now and how it was so sweet so temporary so sorry but i wish that if i told you this maybe you would come back and bring me the bliss of that one true lovely sober kiss.

It’s a weakness in my bones. A haunting sickness I never dared Before to own. So sudden to my hollow heart it was Sewn. Love to me darling, was never something to wheel Or hone. i so i let it fall to fate i pray its not to late but ill stay alone my love till you come home to me again.