for the one who has loved me!!!!

random

i have thought not to wash it
let my corset be haunted by
your sweat...

i haven't washed my lips yet
and starving since that day
i dont want the stain of your saliva
to smudge
and the lashes of your hungry tongue..

and pastels over my throat
and down the bird's nest...
i feel i am growing within
from a waste to identity...