I Bleed

When you stop smiling,

I bleed,

When you don’t let the breeze touch your hair, amazing,

I bleed.


I do lose blood when my eyes starve for days,

Being unable to see the beauty of yours,

The words on loveliness fail to console me that Marvell says,

You are my end, you are my source.


Not all blood should necessarily be red,

When I bleed it feels like I’m implicitly dead!

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