wild indigo

<wild indigo>

I taste like sleepless nights and headaches,
the crash of waves, sounds like my name
I am the one who got away,  my smile is the last thing you will see;
even on vacation,you damn me: my hair smells of the tropics, skin
drenched in honey, i will never let you go,
even when you begged me, cried tears stained wild indigo…




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