if you ever see me again
you'll only read my shy pages
i've undressed us with words in countless ways
a postcard of a full moon by the Culebra bay
black and white stationary for your perfection
struggling with this silent form of adoration
battling myself 1 on 1 because i still miss you
please tell me how crazy it is that i love you
please instill in me how we couldn't ever be
yet you always looked at my way so lovingly
saviored me like a brown and sweet delicacy
with your mind, spirit, body and energy
no matter what they say you and i know this
we found harmony in each other's fingerprints
like when you would climaxxx and scream YES
like when you professed that your love is true
while i cried to some bitches wanting NIKES
(i'm not her, but do i mean something to you?)
that was the day you left what could have been
actin' like we don't share things in common
even though we never shared a refrigerator
if i ever see you again
i'll only see your true colors
About the Creator
lalunadesnuda .
✨ writers don't fall in love, we trip on muses ✨
dominicana | queer | pisces | nostalgic | 20-something
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