Seaside heart trick.

Now, I love you,
now you don't.

Pale skin synesthesia.

So this is coffee.
this is the sun.
This is my body,
        those are my hands.

Now they're worth it,
`cause together,
as we lay,
we make a circle.

Room service.

No need for wake up service.
Unbearable nightmares
they seem to do the work.

the returned

 They know
the hole
a soul
can hold.

Centrifuge soul.

One second before
our last hugh,
I knew it.
your scent was different.
You loved me no more.