lately

I like to play
With spider webs in the dark
Soft tickles and harsh bites
I tend to forget lately
What the frame looks like
Behind closed eyes
I listen to the trickle on the window ledge
Kiss my lips in the shower
My damp hair in the morning
My pillows aren’t soft
or cool enough to soothe
My burnt fingertips

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To dance

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A moment of bliss
When the sun hits your face
When the sky’s clouds become purple
Cool click
Of your tongue
You climb the steps
Two by two
Warm shower
Of sunlight
A moment of bliss
I know now
God must love
To dance