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mygeeseourgeesei.
she is born of war. she speaks the language of battle and there is steel in her smile. her hands are made to hold on too tightly and to kiss her is to feel like the universe is resting on the tip of your tongue and to dance with her is to dance in the light of a collapsing star.
ii.
i am rubble, i am debris littered in the corners of
morning dry eyes. i am the weathered rocks of the acropolis -
i sleep and dream of shoe soles beating lines into my skin and
if all you give me is time all i will do is erode.
iii.
oh, darling.
against the pull of a supernova i am nothing but ash.
she is born of war. she speaks the language of battle and there is steel in her smile. her hands are made to hold on too tightly and to kiss her is to feel like the universe is resting on the tip of your tongue and to dance with her is to dance in the light of a collapsing star.
ii.
i am rubble, i am debris littered in the corners of
morning dry eyes. i am the weathered rocks of the acropolis -
i sleep and dream of shoe soles beating lines into my skin and
if all you give me is time all i will do is erode.
iii.
oh, darling.
against the pull of a supernova i am nothing but ash.
