olivesintheattic:

If I was / am not your familiar
can these eyes lie?
tell me who I am & I will tell you, who you are
if I was / am not the other half of you
can your own self deceive you?
Look into the tenderness beyond these pupils & Lie to me, moth mouth
but you cannot lie to your own fig leaves;
the energies of the ethereal, that
you can never deceive ,
& I will always murmur affectionately between your gentle stubbornness, your delicate denials & your soft wounds:
“ I feel you, baby, I feel you & I will always be with you “


Dolly
29.09.2018
these eyes they seek only for your kindness & love

2.27pm