Rockettothesky - Sleeping Spines

Whispering words into his back; what you could never tell to his unconscious ears. Draw lines with breath; geometrical shapes; that fit inside poems that you write instead of him. Sleeping spines cushion your love; licks it from his skin like milk where you try to taste his dreams, taste his dreams far away

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Placing your head against his back; his heart HIS HEART his pulse HIS PULSE his breath HIS BREATH; to make sure you are alive, you are alive far away

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Far away you'll stay his heart his pulse his breath you are alive you are alive.