treasure.

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laid him down on some oak leaves
the green clashes with his skin
some healthy golden hue
bee stung lips on white cotton
blue behind quiet, lidded purple
at the breath of finality
simple released tears just streak
to where he catches them on
dusty fingers

down and down on freckled oak leaves

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evachu, you've always been so amazingly poetic <3

beautiful.