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Just at the
mere thought of you,
I imagine you
would see stars
blossom like
midnight flowers
as night falls
into my eyes,
when I connect
with the feel of you.
Constellations
form on my skin
as I think
of your hands+
all the ways your
darkness could
transform me
into glitter...
Bleeding my soul dry
into a chapter that my heart
didn't want to revisit...
#amwriting #Raw #prose
Your poetry converses
with the sonorous echoes
of my soul, moving me,
filling me with endless
possibilities.
#prose