i'm getting high on your unfinished sentences
the way you call me weird
do i sense appreciation?
you deny your fears
but i know
at night you pull the covers over your head
and lay there frightened by your own demons..
and me... your darkness attracts me more than anything
i am getting hypnotized
by your rainbow bracelets
tight around your wrists
screaming your internal need of expressing colorfulness
and as i lean to say goodbye
you hesitate
and for an endless second we just stay there
stuck in a half-hug-half-handshake
me
getting high on your perfume
you
thinking only god knows what
and the way them demons peek from the edges of your eyes
it makes me wanna play without safewords
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