These are just words, the truth is how you make me feel.
Friday, December 2, 2011
I've been meaning to tell you
the taste of my tongue
against the width of your smile
secreted inside my crooked teeth
How even if I did bite of more than I could chew
I'd swallow you whole if I have to.
God wants an arm and a leg
December 4, 2011 at 1:17 PM
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