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I haven't even started typing yet.
A self made man,
with a smile that leaves the corners of his mouth folded
like a love note.
Leaving impressions in his cheeks
telling my thumbs where to go
when I hold his face
to stamp his lips with every letter of affection
that I've hid behind.
Metal grazing me as I type away
lips pierced as if saying,
HAZARD: THERES DANGER HERE
I've never listened to warnings before.
why start now?
I like this very much. It
I like this very much. It gives form to the duality, fear and fantasy. All of the directions a path could take from this point that would be out of the writer's control. It's as if the writer is creating this character like an iragami figure, the way I might idealize a love interest I haven't properly evaluated yet. But as he becomes something of his own will, the dangers of trusting the perogative of another being become the paradox. Well done.