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dec.11.01

let my hips to be
as needles
pricking your calloused fingers
as you hold me, close
trying to keep me from flying away

let your fingers
bleed at the touch of my cheek bones
scarlet blood staining
the pure white of my face
only trying to wipe away my tears

let my eyes be wide
large against sunken cheeks
glassy, forever crying...
Windows shut to the light

let me be some etheral being
weightless against your body
as though an angel has
merely reached out
and touched your heart, soul
and left without a trace...