There’s your face

Cheek to my skin

And nobody even

Knows the shade

Of all the color

Bleeding into

The hollows of your


But I feel it goes

Beyond the white

Of my outsides

and the grainy

Hash of my


If I had

All the beauty

In the world,

I’d spoil it

By losing my name

and Yours, too.

And as our breath


You taking


From my reach,

And all I have left

To touch

Are the hollows,

those colors.

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