I touched you at the bend of your arm,you flinched at the shock of cold fingertips,
on warm skin because how could it be,
that after a night under body heated sheets,
with you, that I was still cold?
I watched the sun pour over
your body as it streaked through
the bedroom window and bathed each contour in gold.
"you should've seen that sunrise with your own eyes." i kissed
the stars from your eyes and savored the blue
that echoed in my mouth.
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