Love love love. Allison is brilliant!
I read you and only you.
Like a prayer melts fever on the tongue.
Open the app and ignore all the rest because anything but you is distraction.
I crave you as a mind trained on excess.
Look and over-look, but never touch.
You are the realest of the real things, baby, and I want you to fuck me up so good.
You scratch at the corners of the walls I spent a lifetime resurrecting.
You get lodged in the veins, stuck in the teeth.
Poetry as bone, bone as lace.
Lace as lust, lust as fragility.
I open my mouth for you.
Beg for you to haunt this skin.
Penetrate the senses like a fine perfume.
A word falls from your fingertips like a flame
incinerates a moth’s linen wing.
Desire can only consume to the death.
To desire is to romanticize the end.
I forget what…
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