Traces
Schlitz
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Lose my body
Be my silhouette
Let me trace a finger
Outlining it
Give my your finger
I want to taste it
Do you taste what I do?
Cause it’s my soul
Can you describe it?
I want to know what you think
I can’t
It tastes like swirls of memories
Dizziness of coming thoughts
Invading my sheltered mouth
I can’t breathe
Licking my taste from your thoughts
I’m drowning on your eyes relaying
What are you saying?
Those are pools that move the room
Not me
Background noise is not known
Yet I hear it
Trembling isn’t the word
Sweaty palms grasp
Stop it, don’t find me
Be my silhouette
Let me trace a finger
Outlining it
Give my your finger
I want to taste it
Do you taste what I do?
Cause it’s my soul
Can you describe it?
I want to know what you think
I can’t
It tastes like swirls of memories
Dizziness of coming thoughts
Invading my sheltered mouth
I can’t breathe
Licking my taste from your thoughts
I’m drowning on your eyes relaying
What are you saying?
Those are pools that move the room
Not me
Background noise is not known
Yet I hear it
Trembling isn’t the word
Sweaty palms grasp
Stop it, don’t find me
i have to remain at top sassiness, even though my inner sass is struggling
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run away my son...see it all...oh see the world
troubled eloquence. graceful chaos.
just my kind of poetry, kells.
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