You tell me to keep it light and simple like your soul is as transparent as glass and as simple as the gown I'm wearing for you. Like your skin shows all your veins and how they keep you alive, like your brain paints me a picture of your thoughts. As if your eyes can tell me your secrets when your mouth won't move a single muscle that is linked to your jaws, like the scars on your body will tell me of its trauma or your hands will tell me how many it has touched. As if your lips will show me how many lips you have kissed or if I'm the only one you want to kiss… Like your heart will tell me you love me and beg me to stay when I try to leave. Tell me is it ever light and simple?
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