oh, my darling there’s a poem in the way you b l o o m like ink dispersed through turbid waters #poetry

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she speaks in sparks and soliloquies her lips taste of tangerine and sunlight birds nest in the glory of her hair and the wind [oh the wind] presses its air into her luscious lungs #poetry

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I think most people would prefer this. #Science

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she is a thrum of ink across a paper sky #poetry

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oh,my darling we have practiced this quiet love for far too long not to perform aloud at every opportunity #poetry

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