Deadly Melodic

Just one

serving of

You.

I’m the dish

Flavored till complete.

Glass lips break, into

Cotton candy.

Grapes…

Lipstick those

falling shards onto

my cheek bone.

Formed A

Cutting-edge kiss.

You almost fell…

like some priceless

China plate before

I caught You.

No matter what

The risk.

I’d never

Let you ever.

A finished cuisine,

Ever hit The floor till.

Shattering.

There is no Remake

As remarkable.

Your Ivory

Sculpture.

So neatly

fine.

Looks like a

Hieroglyphs in

Lines.

Drift-tastic.

My micro endorphins

Open up like.

The sun…

Peaking through the.

After storm clouds.

This was no dream,

That your features

Were close up.

Smiled!

At the flawless

Voodoo.

I’m under

The spell of your eyes.

Oh Lord!

You put a

Spell on me!

You speak Like its

written in old English

Cursive.

Like re-watching

You in a short black and White documentary.

I comatosed into

Nostalgia…

In front of a

mirror…

In What seemed to be

An elevator….

A star, bound

To the ocean.

Into the third eye,

Left wet finger

Prints on me.

I was browsing entirely,

I became quiet.

I wish I was that

Mirror.

A phenomenon

Of beauty.

to fucking

exquisite…

I can’t fucking forget it!

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