love letter.

you write in languages my soul can’t read, what is “joy” and can you use it in a sentence? what do you mean when you say “my “happiness” is your priority and how do you expect me to understand phrases my vocabulary has never experienced? you write in languages my soul isn’t used to, your…

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smile.

If you’d let me, I’d like to own your smile. Not all of it, just the future memories that will bring you the most joy. I’d like to be involved in every grin and own the rights to making the whites of your teeth shine for the world. I want to be a part of…

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rosewater.

I want you. I want you in the way oceans chase land, constantly outstretched and demanding to be held. I want you in the way sinners who fear hell seek salvation, may your flesh be the bread I consume, your rain be the purifying waters that cleanse my soul and may I bury myself in…

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