sometimes, i try to fall into the night, and you tempt me, dipping my
reticent heart like a tea bag into hot waters, always scalding skin
too long frost bitten. kissing in ocean beds, your hips, tides rolling towards me, your
desired protagonist, like heroes of myth and legend. but, with a thousand nights of solitary behind my eyes, the only
person i'm looking to save is myself. ghost
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