Almost Always After Midnight Delia Tesileanu i still don’t know what happened “you have music in your smile” sure. but did you know about yours? when you look at me i want you to see yourself not because we’re the same person ––lord, can you imagine–– but because who i am when i’m with you is nothing but a mirror to your light watch me be tender and feel your skin soften the lines in your palm are changing for the unknown, and it tingles doesn’t it and don’t you think it’s funny how my tiny hands can hold your bearded face, spiced with figs and dragon’s blood perfectly? i don’t like to tell you about yourself but did you know you have water in your voice and ocean waves in your chest? and the closer to your beard i get even on a full moon the noise inside me quiets down and the silence is exquisite
one more thing: do you find it ironic that we both have master numbers in our charts but mine is yours in half ?
103.
