sugar
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I want to feel the soft white of your skin
with these hands that have torn away at my own,
it's fairness is sugar so sweet to my lips;
and like an angel from up above
you came down to take me upon your wings
but the purity of the feathers
have been plucked away and
sinking down to the earth below,
I have picked them
for they are all I have left of you;
in the loneliest of nights
I grace them along my skin
like the kisses in the darkest of nights
or the morning kisses that crinkled your nose
in the way that delighted me like a child.
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