When I think of him
It’s all sunlight and little bits of green.
Fierce drops of water
With bared teeth and soft lips.
He sprouts from my guts at first
My eyes and my hair like light
He keeps me in jars
For light
You have the only hands that could rip me in pieces.
The only sort of eyes that hold me in place
Your energy milks me thin and fragile
Your water weathers away my paper soul.
He sprouts from my guts at first
My eyes and my hair like light
He keeps me in jars
For light
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