This One's For You
I crave the electricity that could be us
The at your soul meets my body
the way you see the most intricate parts of
my being without me trying to show you
You know me without me saying a word
A place that feels familiar yet so strange
A dance between the broken
Puppets on strings allowed to get just close enough
but never close enough to stay
The tragedy in romance
Because you are my favorite kinds of beauty in heartbreak
Copyright © Alice Who | Year Posted 2017
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