mohagany ocean sunrise with nothing to prove

your words run up my thigh, thirsty

imbibing cocktails through my skin

ink swirls in perfectly penned paintings

while I draw watercolors with brackish water

riding the turns of phrases that tease a heart

I trip into the reality of images imagined

I found you watching my beautiful mess

falling through my smile, I caught your blue with mahogany

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you licked my lips

and left blank pages in your wake

overrun, rundown, and tired of learning masonry to build with legos

I long for the feeling of wet sand between my toes

claim me before I step into the waves

or wash it all away with a truth you'll never speak

write sonnets with my curls and

paint murals with pieces of us that form on my brow

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I think of you in midnight holidays behind champagne wishes

poured in sparkling grape juice cocktails

I could lose myself in a bottle or two

but I haven't found myself outside of mahogany blues

pastel daydreams left on sunrise winter yesterdays

I still feel you in words you painted on skin

but I can't hear your voice on the ocean

and I can't smile through the sonnets tangled in my hair

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Your words run up my thigh, thirsty

and leave blank pages in their wake

but interesting knows better than to leave a paper trail

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