By: Shelbi Henny
Sucking nectar that replaces air permanently settling on motions that spill claiming emotions that deliver in bulk boxes and cartons of inventory i carry loads revealing that moment that captured my soul starvation of exposure that will confide in you showing me and sparing no bars no fumes that trails to your nose and places spells coating your tongue and leaving piles of laundry withholding space plowing pumpkin seeds in misty waters soft sandy soil and muddy roots Knowing myself as vulnerable growing into you entwinning feeling like high school kids knowing our age depicts range knowing our status places us against the generation tickling the auxillary to placements replaces air with flowers that bare fruit did i really describe you
shelbi confessions 
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