Candle flame curling around your pale skin
gentle as the words that tumble out your eyes
I wish to hold your smile afloat in my palm
stretching out your wonder like a paperdoll wind song
curious transparency and an eyelash-shaped moon
image over image collected in a small spoon
liquid lipstick and the picture of skin
flowers bloom at midnight, as you're painting my smile in
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