kalopsia | ✓

oblivion

tres

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the specks in your eyes
are like fireflies on a moonless night ;
i die for the dimple
on your right cheek,
like a flamboyant oxford comma :
are you conscious of the erratic beats
of my foolish heart?

i fancy the crystal pendant
resting on your cuspate collarbones :
rich cocoa skin glistening,
snow blossom fragrance
enticing me to death.

but you're incognizant
to my desires :
and i'll let you be ─
oh love, you're that perfect illusion.

── fool's paradise.

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a/n : is there a thing called
'poetry spree'?