This translucent morning
Levity of being, cracked and floating air
Touch of tongue to teeth
Exploring the marble countenance that is your smile
Waking,
dormant,
cogent, hibernation.
Somewhere between the borders of detachment and
obligation (Connects the dots, reality, escape)
Lies the porcelain head of love.
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Desperate, Bloodthirsty, ect.
