Author: 2856soldiers

That soft spoken twenty-something. Please email westmoreland2856@gmail.com to contact Ryan.

Encore

I studied your face one more time

To make sure I didn’t miss anything

The cusp of your cupids bow

The Bermuda triangle of freckles planted on the side of your mouth

I kiss you goodbye like it’s the last time

I tell myself it is 

I want it to be true

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I.
I’ll take queues from you
Until I get stuck in the feeling
That is your eyes
Golden and sunken and rimmed with grey

II.
Do you feel the vibrations between us?
It is palpable
My mouth tastes of iron and sweat and your skin

III.
Kiss me like you want to be loved
Fill your lungs with Newports
I’ll drown my blood in hops
I will spend my whole life here

She’s trying to cut you down, Angel

Your hair is rope thick and earth-colored
Your body is soft and shaped by the Gods
Your hands were made for healing
Don’t forget this.