Preach it, Sister Ani.

[judecorp]

Your bones have been my bedframe
And your flesh has been my pillow.

Both hands, I use both hands.
Don't close your eyes.
I am writing graffiti on your body
I am drawing the story of how hard we tried.

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[zarabeth.livejournal.com]

She drew on my body with a calligraphy brush, and I didn't want to wash it off.

-- me, memory.