my thoughts are wrapped in down comforter bunched up on a sheetless mattress
pull the fabric up to my mouth kissing white blemishes peppering your skin like flakes of snow but it’s summertime now and they freckle over slowly melting into your veins to give you a frosty (mis)demeanor
i crave the quivering that pools in my toes i am ophelia drowning in the waterfall of written out speeches and reprimands that went unheard but for now i need to be buried in billowing snow to clench my fists with each glancing murmur
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