White Scars
This is an excerpt from my long poem "White Scars" to my dear one, Daedalus (iykyk)
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But in my solitary life
Your touches felt like golden to my skin
Your kisses remedy of my past
Your hands with your white scars
A ressurective pleasure
And you came to me that night
"Just a word of your and I'll be gone"
His eyes an ocean full of stars
His hands with his white scars
They don't believe me
So please don't leave me
And I yearn for you
I want your skin on mine
I want your thoughts to orbit mine
Your stars to touch my sky
I want to sense your flaming heart beating upon mine
To kiss all of you for maybe the last time
In the dark just you and I
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