bodylanguage
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Last night you called;
I love you was written in your pupils
I'm sorry on your lips
Don't leave in your eyebrows
I miss you in your eyelashes
Fingertips
caress the bow of my cheek
gliding to soft
chapstick covered lips.
Peppermint flavored to be exact.
Waiting to be tasted
Body Language
With the strut of the Wind,
The boundless flow of time.
Our minds tend to flutter,
With an undying chime.
Speaking through tocs and tics
Vision scattered,
