she coils gently
in my bruises
with
the sweetest pain
i inhale
her wildflower
dreampollen
in waking dream
the world is quiet
except
for her pulse
on my hand
an orchestra
that fills the night
with the softest
shimmer
she coils gently
in my bruises
with
the sweetest pain
i inhale
her wildflower
dreampollen
in waking dream
the world is quiet
except
for her pulse
on my hand
an orchestra
that fills the night
with the softest
shimmer
With a capital B
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The B means you mean it. I gotcha.
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I think it might mean I just yelled that part
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I’ll make note. Scream the word beautiful. It’s going to make some things awkward. I’m in.
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Lol. Awkward is me, and you enjoy being awkward 🤷♀️
But only scream the very beginning of the word
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I’m going to practice.
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Lol
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Still painting Beautiful scenes with words
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