my blood runs wild with your gilded words / as i leave camellias blooming on your shoulders / because you've always loved them, am i right /
and there's a longing a certain kind of yearning / it suffocates me / in all the good ways / makes lotus stems burgeon in my respiratory system / pierces through breaks through pushes through / those milky moondust petals curling around my wrists / and milky moondust splotches dancing on the beloved one's skin / juxtaposing the dripping vibrancy / i painted onto her / with dainty fingers like fine brushes and / her frame like the canvas / i spread my love out on / oh, la vie est belle, my maid
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yall know that feel when you want to give someone the whole world?
