Mistletoe.

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lips against lips

you sigh like a soft summer breeze

and i like a sunburnt piece of clay

quietly crack open, fill you

in my crevices, you

complete me and nobody sees it

but me. just me.

lips against lips

yours press down with a thirst

i’ve not yet known how to quench

so i clench your shirt in my fists

and sink in deeper, and deeper

into your fading silhouette.

lips against lips

i feel all your untold stories

slip down my throat and make home

in my lungs, i will sing them

for the world some day, one day

i will make your words immortal.

lips against lips

i now dont know any parts of my body

as my own, they are all ready to

crumble and fall to dust,

i am nothing when not yours

and i am not yours.

i am not yours.

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Exhale (II). 

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​Exhale. 

When he sleeps,

And his chest alternates between being

A valley and a mountain, his eyelids

Flutter a little.

Humming (like him),

Softly. 
Exhale.

When he reads,

And his eyes search hungrily for new words

Forever ready to flip pages, his neck

Cranes a little.

Curious (like him),

Inextinguishable. 
Exhale. 

When he laughs,

And his mouth opens wide enough to encompass

Entire galaxies, his arms

Pull me in a little.

Eternal (like him),

Kissing.

Exhale. 

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Exhale. 

When she sighs,
And the creases around her mouth
Change shape, they
Relax a little.
Disappear (like her),
Half-heartedly.

Exhale.
When she draws,
And her fatigue laced arched back
Twists to the left, her knuckles
Crack a little.
Impolitely (like her),
Apologize.

Exhale.
When she giggles,
And her fingers placed too close to mine
Tremble with excitement, her lips
Press down a little.
Short-lived (like her),
Kissing.