Words
for yoshiki on his birthday.
There might just be nothing left to say.
I might just have lost my larynx, loving you.
I might just have trickled out my last drops.
But I don’t think so.
Smooth, shiny, are you a stand-in?
Exquisite, emotional, your view is ecstasy.
Unique, unreal, no usual suspect.
Harbouring hurts in this hidden heaven.
Useless grammar, and never enough
Commas, nouns, verbs, prepositions
For even your face.
This talk is trite.
These confessions, clichés.
Here, the sense is in seeing, so
Please don’t move.
For you are still my sole proof
Of first-sight love.
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