untitled.

September 27, 2014 § 1 Comment

you complain:
“why does everyone only see
our painful pieces?

what about our beautiful ones
what about that time we laughed together
into midnight until the sky
turned into pastels and gentle breeze
what about that time we touched each other until
all of the water in our bodies
were at our feet
and we were too in love to stop kissing
for even a moment?”
& i reply:
“because even those, too,
my love
are dipped in my blood.”
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