First Crush

toulouse.- toulouse.toulouse.
there is a blister forming under the too-tight of my bra strap, a toffee coloured birth mark on the top lip of my right rib cage
touch me there, it is like a fat droplet of caramel waiting to be flattened.
i run my hand through my hair and feel the spit the sun has glazed onto my head
a shower is the next pre-caution. yellow and pink plaid pajamas are discarded onto the floor tiles as a black shirt sweeps over my bones
polishing them like belarusian marble, the bumps
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raphael does photography, too!
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study.....
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study.....
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knockin'[die]
knockin'[life]
xo!
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I am a poetry admin for *DailyLitDeviations.
interested in collaborating?
writer, photographer, painter, whatever(er) -
I'll mix with words with anything you've got.
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