sprinklefluff

Cherished rubies and fine emeralds, the fated touch. Every door she dares to open is tainted by her touch. I shall never love again, and the shells on the sand will remind me of your words. A serenade sung by a siren, listening for the ocean and waiting for its touch. A concert of birds chirping carried by the winds. The flowers blooming, the scent looming, awaiting the birds' touch. A prince looking out upon the kingdom, leering at the empty fields. A peasant girl peeling the sweat from her brow, fearing the dead crop’s touch. A young girl with a bow in her hair, nearly falling out. The young mother weeps on a train, recoiling from

Am I the one to love her the most? You disappear, yet I still search for you. Her lips move slowly, in a fashion grandiose. She slips her hand into mine upon the coast. A cold wave lands on our shivering flesh. Am I the one to love her the most? I huddle against her under the light, her look treats me as a ghost. A droplet of water lands on her nose, falling gently to the ground. Her lips move slowly, in a fashion grandiose. I feel she is a parasite and I the unfortunate host. A darling stare into my eyes, I bleed the color of hers. Am I the one to love her the most? Peering at the strands of hair stuck to her chin, I give a toast. Just w

my lips touched yours you smiled you let my tongue roam through your soon to be cavities the filling you got when you were eight my tongue got sore

your eyebrows were soft fuzzy alluringly otherworldly i plucked the hairs from your chin your eyes did not leave my lips as the blood dribbled down to my skirt that later became glued to your floor i want that skirt back

i will not ever be that way again, sleeping in a moss covered camp ground where i lie with the fragmented colors of your bones and the echoes of the heart you left under the porch of my old house and i will never cover my arms in your fur only to have you rip out the glue it hung from in my pores for you to see my skin bleed itch and tear and walk away leaving only traces of the abundance of life you gave me to leave me with enflamed skin an enlarged heart, my hands could not clench without such a pain that i could not see without your sweat covering my eyes i took your spit from my mouth and rooted it into my gums