All I want is to drain the sweetness

of your dreamlike face

and pour it

down my back.

 

The love I kept for you

has not gone stale;

so should I let it squander,

or just reuse it

until it’s faded?

 

I want to melt it on my skin,

submerge my head eyes open.

After all this giving,

all I want is to swim.

 

 

 

 

 

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