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Over Saturn

you split your lip
on my jagged heart
& spilled blood all down the front of my shirt
& the rain keeps pouring down
& the rain keeps pouring down
still it won’t wash away my pain

but we’re
drunk on moonlight, swooning on starlight
with orchids in our hair
& i’ll kiss your bloody lip
until

there’s nothing left but the rain & the moon & the stars

This was written by josh. Posted on Monday, May 4, 2015, at 6:05 am. Filed under poetry. Bookmark the permalink. Follow comments here with the RSS feed. Trackbacks are closed, but you can post a comment.

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