greenery

decembertwelveth is a fullmooni. I miss you the most because of that look in your eyes I vaguely remember. Such a stubborn, prairie man that stared back into my curious, and sometimes childish, gaze. Your face is the definition of a closed book. I would crack my spine when it got sore and pretend you were still there, hugging me from behind, lifting me up and arching your back with mine. Full spinal-cord-popping sort of pleasure. Sometimes your back would crack at the same time. Your hugs were always so engulfing. Even though its an unhealthy habit I cant help but want it. That is, the bone snapping that Im talking about, not your pdecembertwelveth is a fullmoon
discovery

i was just trying to sayit's not how the static echoed the ocean between us to lull you to ease,i was just trying to say
it's how she asked what it was like and how i gave myself a bruise for being honest
the stutters and higher tempo, a song hidden between the nervous sounds it was poetry and still silent, the sort of words hands weren't made to hold
today looks faded and sunbleached as the sky falls darker on earlier clocks
i think we were meant for the prettier stars forgoing sleep in the sky no timorous laugh nor winter sleep, the equinoctial leaves breathing beautiful,  
Paprica
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but it doesn't mean i'm not thankful, because i am.
especially for quarter-moons and specks of glitter and for your support.
<3
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