→ Your Eyes Blaze Out: ready to hold
youreyesblazeout:
What I leave behind
on your skin won’t last for long —
a few fading marks,
a scent beneath your own,
some echoes in the quiet
of my voice against your neck…
There isn’t any ink in me
to match the way you’ve tagged me
as your own.
You’ve drawn yourself all over me,
and every time I…
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