1 (Or, Inside)
I leaned in to watch
some yellow buttercups
melt on your chin.
Each petal fell apart between rough hairs and
ran into small dirty streams accross your chin's pores.
You have not shaved for days but,
did you know?
Flowers still suit you, somehow.
Weird.
2 (Or, Outside)I leaned out over the metal railing and
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