has anyone ever mentioned
the way your mouth curls up
at all corners when you smile
or the way your skin reddens
in the sun (pale, pale skin)
you're happy here, aren't you;
happy and confused and lost and wanting.
i can never imagine
my life without you again
too many words, written across your face
for me to leave it.
welcome to nightime,
we should talk, about the grass
in the dark and the sand between our toes
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