entropy
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Lips so bittersweet kill me in my sleep
A taste so heavenly leaves burn marks on my cheeks
Scarred by our romance the heavens bleed
Onto silk white sheets
"My theory is entropy. The reason for my hearts stuttering beats.The only explanation for my scattered thoughts. Thoughts that hide at the edge of my subconscious,Eluding me when I need them most.
As I grow up,
(I never promised Peter Pan)
the imbalance of chemicals
try to right themselves into what
will be,
is me.
So if I seem louder,
so if I find it uncomfortable
He's the character of man
who thinks himself kind
and generous
until it's all that he is—
a gentle touch,
a loving caress.
Prick and squeeze,
penetrate and hug.
A single finger.
