the girl. the girl is the tail end of the shooting
star & i spend all my wishes on a first-
hand account of her reality. a miracle. an
ordinary symphony that sounds sugar-sweet on
her tongue: it’s not ordinary if it’s you home
never feels unlike what i knew
soft. giggles like water down my back
in the shower stall i sing. under my breath. her
name could make me kneel. she sounds like a prayer
song i recite when the temple bells ring
too fast. too wild. gentle. murmurs & whispered
hope in the back of my neck: i’m not afraid
to turn my back. to the girl. the girl.
So gorgeous!
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thank you, love!
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SO SILLY I DIDN’T READ THE TITLE GAAAAAAAAAAAH
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xD
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MAKING ME CRY IN THE MORNING AAAAAAAA THANK YOU LOVER
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