Liquid Affection

Liquid Affection



It can slip through your fingers



But knowing you, you'll still hold on



Trying to grasp it It dries into your flesh



Thinking you captured it, you go to her



She reciols



Screams



Liquid Affection has no form



but we still reach for it



thinking 



our bodies are enough to



sustain



contain it

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