spir.it in a reflection

  • Aug. 30, 2023, 6:48 p.m.
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you think whispers
will go unheard, unnoticed
eyes in shoegaze mode
but i see you
i hear you
my skin screams out for
but a touch
i inhale you like liqueur
oh so near i feel you
pulling me
close
i take another hit
as my eyes
drink you in


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