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Come Closer
The makeup f*ck the makeup
The lake in your eyes told no lies, so I jumped headfirst and landed on my gut, feelings.
The eyes in your lake felt safe so I jumped headfirst but didn’t break my neck.
I could tolerate the risk, guessing you're deep enough to contain our high peak.
Blindfolded am I? Because I stopped looking for your facial defects.
Lingering expectations, and it’s no good, I must be out of my mind, not to try this, tiny kiss. On your splitted shy chin, the canal between these two rounded hills.
Your lips syncing lyrics are my bedtime stories under these cozy colorful sheets trying to remember where did I put your teddy bear when you came over (I know you know I hide it from you, for you to wrestle me, I hug you strongly but let you win, every time, starting from today, your first day, your heart first, head last)
There is no water in this bedroom pool but you can swim front crawl, backstroke or dance whatever you want cause I hide the ice cream menu and the safety guidelines from you, intuition and intentions matched to be a greater crew.
The bottom is filthy, I didn’t clean anything but some old makeup.
You asked yourself in the middle of the pool, what aquarium is that and how it is…
