This is anywhere.

One could call my mind muffled,

disintigration of false definitions of having fallen in love,

you disipated harsh words causing spoil to my heart,

filled me up from the bottom of my tongue

to the sweat soaked t-shirt drowned so sweetly

drapped like fresh laudry,

dried waterfalls

eclipsing my horizon for far too long,

burnt down from my eyes like the salt from the sea we sipped on that blazing night,

I dragged you to the floor,

bared no clothes just a mix of mixtapes,

i've never felt so

abrim,

full with coils of

your overgrown hair,

you're my definition.

The only medicine my sobriety can take,

the last

remedy for my spoiled fate.

Feeling like i'm twelve again,

fearfully grasping your

solice,

I have gifts for you,

the ones I thought had been meant for them.

For you my dear,

like the salt our bodies achingly drained,

that loud night on the dancefloor,

I hoard blank pages for you,

i've never felt so

abrim,

full with coils of

your overgrown hair,

you're my definition

Tourniquate my past,

 tied it off,

loves the last drug i'm willing to touch.

[Put the needle

to the record,

i'm having this dance.

I want to fill you abrim,

be a definition,

yours one hundred percent.]

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