I fight with the idea of her
Intrigued by her existence
Does she smell like baby powder?
And speak with a softness like melting butter?
Or is her presence felt in oscilations?
Do her lips curve upwards, perfectly?
Does she leave you with your heart placed secure in your mouth?
With sweat droplets tattooed across your palm?
The way you said I did?
Monday, 4 February 2013
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