Mea Cara (My Dear)
Take off your skin,put on a glass robe,
I want to peer at your innards
through microscope eyes -
the beautiful and vulgar parts of you
that will punch me in the stomach,
I'll feel closer to you if we fight,
if I shatter your glass with my dirty secrets
the shards will spill your guts,
When the sparrow drinks my tears
I'll put on my skin
so you can colour in my gaps
with your purple crayon,
tilt my axis - go over the lines.
Poetry by Stars&Pills
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Written on 2013-12-05 at 05:11
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