Monday 12 December 2011

discriminate loves

(c) 2011-2012 'Safira B'

I am resting on your bottom lip,
spine curled along the symmetrical curve of your smile,
Achilles heel hooked into your dimple.

If you would let me, I would break you so
beautifully and let our shards of glass
clear cut and rose tinted mingle(

indiscriminately;)
I would play out your heartbeat
on the dips of your spine. I see heat
spread from my love taps
                                     snaps
                                     traps

;(swallows you w h o l e) indiscriminately.

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