The calm is blinding
and becoming almost indistinguishable from the buzz
I could speak to you in tongues
and your eyes would stay the same shade of wide
ringed with blue and buzzing with the same rhythm
If I could dig my nails any deeper into your skin
I might turn your irises black
You could call me by any name
and I would answer to it
to break the silence that vibrates with your touch
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