

The Rivershe has dark eyes in shades of blue, a mouth you can trust as wide as the river that you crossed when she held your hand.The River
her hair lingers in mahogany silk trees and she smells of hot, melting peaches changing colours from yellow to pink, to the darkest shades of blue.
and you trust her, don't you boy? you trust her too much when you've trusted no-one before.
and as if the sky was falling on your hands and your bones were getting tangled, she asks more from you than anyone before because before, you were alone.
here you are. &
My thoughts

shellthere are sounds in your head that I wish I could hear there are star trails in the sky I wish I could follow both are just as far awayshell
when you share your salty kiss I can hear the echo of your melancholy words you have a heavy heart I feel it when you push me down
inside underneath your eyes there is a silver line all of the time
and your skin looks and tastes of caramel my tongue and my fingers sink too deep they cannot move but I dont want them to
there are sounds in your head that I wish I could hear so
xx.
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"find beauty everyday..."
[follow me down the rabbit_hole]
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LA VULGARCITA
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I've suffered for my Art, now it's your turn
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