Contributor: Palak Gupta
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A void inside my chest
threatens to consume me;
I don’t know if it’s
the calm before the storm
or the oblivion after the tempest.
Fingers on my neck
like a lover,
caress my skin
slowlyslowlyslowly;
choke me with love.
Wrote you a love letter.
Paint on paper-
red
black
red
black
red
black
halo of blood
around my head.
Push me off my cliff
into your sea.
You always leave
even in my dreams.
I can’t make you stay
but I can take a part of you
away with me.
Say your name, breathe in, jump.
Will you stand behind me
and count to three?
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Flirting
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