standing infront of you
blush on my cheeks
eyes as green as ever
my skin shivers
from your fingertips
tiptoeing on my dents
poking my brain
the sun hits my neck
and the bruises on my body
i want to wrap the sheets around myself
stay in them
my heart skips beats
and i count them
your fingertips shiver me
write poetry on me
will you?
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