Hues of Heartbreak ➳ [Poetry]

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theres something missing

from the colours to the touch

the glint of hardness in his eyes 

to the rhythm of his movements

he shivers when I trace a finger down his collarbone

a penny for your thoughts?

he whispers halfheartly and burrows his head in my neck

he dazes of in between seconds

if only i knew what was missing