Monday, August 31, 2015

With Ink Stained Lips

Darling, I'll keep writing you stories, poems, songs, and letters so long as you'll continue reading them. I'll use cliches and I'll blow you away with my unique images. Every day you'll find something new with awkward rhymes or silk-like flow. You'll see traces of memories and remnants of photographs that never were in every line. If you're lucky I'll wake up in your arms, kiss you with the kind of lips you can taste for years, and then compare your perfection to that of a summer's day. Darling, so long as you continue coming here, I'll continue writing for you. 

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