everytime you breathe down my neck i hear my knees break

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bitter moonlights turned sour then sweet when i let you touch me the way ive never let anyone touch me before
   skin on skin your flesh lit my capillaries took them too close to the sun i was bound to fall
      i scream honey dew rose lips soft tongue soft touch soft smell soft skin too warm to let go off fingertips cold i shiver when they trace my rib i memorise your hands bruised tips from days youve spent fretting the guitar your father once promised never to buy you its sickeningly sweet what you do with it and i never want to quit this nausea so i only hope you touch me as much as you touch the strings you hang your life on and dear god do i pray to everything holy so i could keep you close just one more second and ive never prayed in so long so i let you remind me my mortality and count down minutes before you put your shirt back on
                i scream lovers rock 90's pop button downs floral hems soft chest soft hair soft eyes soft veins i want to replicate the pattern they make my love im at a loss for blood for normalcy for consistency and it scares me to death im at a loss for trust for self esteem a liability on days im not my best but im never my best and i can never promise you ill smile when i see you tomorrow and i cannot promise you ill kiss your hand when they go around my shoulder and i cannot promise you ill kiss your palm as if they're something fragile touch your neck as if im scared to scar it cannot promise you if ill wear your smell on my skin i cannot promise you ill call you at nights when the entire house falls on my chest and dear god im too scared to tell you what i want to tell you so i flip the same record of words that sound too loud for me i imagine they'd be deafening to you so i slip them between our kisses when you cant hear it when im too invested in tasting the cheese on your tongue so i make my home in the roof of your mouth bite your face off so i could wear it under mine and i pray

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