` * JULIET : THE MOON IS MY MOTHER .
EYES OF MIDNIGHT HUE cast upon the ground , lips free of normal crimson hue / nighttime gathers , stardust tangles in her hair. whispers of magic forlorn upon her lips , such lithe fingertips dancing among the flames that surround her. ( ghosts are whispering to you / you are not scared / their constant presence is a reminder of the life you have been gifted. ) a sigh fallen , head bowed in slight resignation , resign the hope within your heart , cast out such melodic thrums. lips part , voice like honeyed wine ‘ mama , help me . ‘
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IVORY TEETH PRESS into the blackest pitch of the good night , swift fabric ( * RECALL PAPER SKIN BENEATH KNIFE NAILS , THE DAY YOU LEARNED JUST WHAT IT MEANT TO BE MORTAL , BECAME THE PAIN . ) settles ‘round legs : dark and beautiful with one foot in another world . hold the tinny stars behind your lips , remember the taste of the universe against the roof of your mouth . warmth blooms , restless and beautiful , just like HER . gaze at her shoulder blades , the hair that pours down her back , the broken rib beauty that came from your darkness ! ❛ my love . ❜
