I lick her vibrantly bright pane of personality with the tip of a scalpel tongue. Shards of so many hues stitched together with quirk and idiosyncrasy. She tastes like candy.
My lips detect cracks in the molding. Countless tiny fissures waiting to split and shatter from an infinity of insidious kisses.
So I nibble at her torque of rainbows. Draped around her neck like a chainmail necklace. It shines so bright in the light. It is so heavy and useless in my darkness.
6:34 p.m. - 2015-06-26
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