xi.Matching One

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razors blades on my tongue 

corned by devilish industries

but your lips they caress angelic melodies

 coaxing me towards your glowing happiness


my balloon body

you made me see it as a celebration

instead of inflation


a colorless world

brought to a bellowing yellow light as rain trickles

walked me around the elastic galaxy--a daring blessing

Mars tasted tart and Jupiter mouth-watering

you brought tender movements, serene color

to my dull cosmic center


I rose to my reflection full of twinkling love 

because like when you find a matching glove

I found my matching one

~SumBlueSunshine

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