The Watermarks Across My Skin #40

There’s a piece of me resting outside my soul,

The mad clarity and all the things I think I know

And somewhere in that lack of understanding lies you. 

You pulled your hand out of heaven and calmly let me

Pull myself out of my head and

The feeling is like that feeling of liquid running down your arms

Into your hands again. 

Crystallize it with your fingertips,

Softly run it all between them. 

Take another sip of something that makes you forget it and

Quietly forget. 

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