Author: Wear Me PM
wear me like cheap perfume and mind games. my scent on your skinRated: Fiction K - English - Romance - Words: 192 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 2 - Published: 04-17-08 - id: 2505980
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take everything off.
Take off the layering of doubt; ply your fingers from the cage you keep your palms inside
Smear your fingerprints with energy and fireflies, with imagination.
Your breath is cold, this is a fact. You believe me. Release it.
Spun like sugar and candyfloss wrapped in plastic and apprehensive existence
I want you to wear me,
Wrap ribbons around your fingertips let my thoughts cascade down your lips
Let your skin be wrapped in someone else's securities, not your own my dear. Feel the voices on your skin, in your ear. Let them sway you, break you
Let the beautiful make you
Let it tickle your tongue and swallow the heartbreak the phases of photographs of memories
Of chess pieces and soul mates
Feel their hands on your hips, on your decisions in-the-making and the smoothness of your skin. Mould breakable under their fingers and scream back stunning
Let it sink in. the taste of something like a shadow
Absorb it into your bloodstream and smear it on the hands of lovers and friends
Be remembered, remarkable
Leave footprints not from your image, but your skin.