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[ibeyaya]

30Layers30Days: Day 3

Three days after meeting you I tasted you.

I absorbed your presence, feasted on your energy, swallowed everything else that I thought I wanted, intrigued by the delicacy before me, and I needed more.

A glutton within, ravaged by your grin, your lips like honey and everything that wasn't sin

and it was good.

Day four, I craved you

day five, I felt you

and by day six I needed you to be my main dish

so I decided to persist, to no avail.

Turned yourself into a buffet, giving me samples of you

however none of that could satiate the hunger I wrestled with,

I wanted you.

Our constant back and forth eventually pushed me away,

though the remnants of your flavor never escaped my tastebuds

and I couldn't fathom why.

We were over too soon.

Words always getting caught in the base of our throats

never having relayed the message of the truth,

we were and still remain

silent.

Songs of half truths in our voice,

but honest symphonies in our eyes,

when are we gonna wipe this vinyl clean of its scratches and allow the music to flow freely?

Let me hear the harmonies disguised by the production.

Your acoustics always sound better anyway.

[withlovesyn]

21 - couldn't stop touching. 

21 – couldn’t stop touching. 

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21 - couldn't stop touching.

21 – couldn’t stop touching.

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20 - when it rains.

20 – when it rains.

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19 - under the covers.

19 – under the covers.

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18 - mixed signals //

18 – mixed signals //

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16 - the cycle keeps repeating.

16 – the cycle keeps repeating.

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15 - the perfect canvas

15 – the perfect canvas

#30days30layers – All The Many Layers Writing Challenge (www.allthemanylayers.com) black bird… they ask you why you want to fly.. You are but an old tune, with an unstable heart. So, “why you wanna fly, black bird? They say you aint ever gonna fly..” But I know you better than them, black bird. I know you are but a soul waiting to be explored, and loved for everything that is found. You are but a…

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