sh
enchanted by
demon lipped
rosewood
saying your
name
imaginary,
i want your
heart round
my finger
curtain lights
smell like
smoke fire
breathing your
air
dreamstate,
i want a
lightfooted
dance in my brain
cotton wool,
rootcanal winter turret
shot through the heart,
proof that something's
in there after all or
something, ghost
written heartsleeves
on the walls
enchanted
but not reality
just lift a finger
to my lips
sh
it's not meant
to be
real.
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