balance.

Balance is when I pay to get your hair done in the morning, only for me to grab you by the roots later that night. It’s taking you shopping for an oufit, so I can think up more reasons to strip you down. Balance is give and take, you take your seat on my lips…

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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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