Beloveth & My Wayward
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Splashes coke vanilla,
Butterscotch into Daniels
Galaxies in a mason jar swirl
Chilled between my fingers
From your larynx, sounds melodic;
A music box in clockworks of metal
Teeth plucked across the middle,
The heartstrings’ velvet slumber
From earbuds blossoms
Your fervor in midnight hued floral
So many tears bled in color,
A world rendered in watercolors
Such childish fears, my beloveth
What will finally become of us?
When continents sit between us?
Imagine our earth without its heavens