Category Archives: Smile
Anatomy of an angel
She’s cinematic With razor-sharp cheeks Innocent lips And a tongue that silently misbehaves She smiles more at night, when there’s no color Highlighting her beauty spots, like my favorite quotations But you can’t leave out her fine print collarbone Nor
Anatomy of an angel
She’s cinematic With razor-sharp cheeks Innocent lips And a tongue that silently misbehaves She smiles more at night, when there’s no color Highlighting her beauty spots, like my favorite quotations But you can’t leave out her fine print collarbone Nor
Shrine
It’s why I go to sleep To see that dreamy face of yours I wake up in the middle of the night Just so I can see that smile The one you get when you’re dreaming of me I look
My tomorrow (part 1)
I see white. A towel. No. A bathrobe, and you’re wrapped in it. Sitting in the middle of the bed. Your legs are crossed. I’m sitting across from you. We’re at the center of the room. There’s a tv behind
My tomorrow (part 1)
I see white. A towel. No. A bathrobe, and you’re wrapped in it. Sitting in the middle of the bed. Your legs are crossed. I’m sitting across from you. We’re at the center of the room. There’s a tv behind
The Flying Scotsman
At night, as I lay in bed with my head on the pillow It feels like cold glass And if I press my ear hard enough against the pillow I can hear the sound of a train The click of
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