She Dreams.. Poem by Misfit Marilyn

she is one hundred percent alone, minus him.
meet her.
she has milk white skin, and jagged bones. her eyes are pale and soft, and could make you surrender under her breath (and they will.)
every night she goes to sleep with a feeling that haunts her, and she feels sick. and she wishes he'd just leave the hair in her face.
(because it's easier to hide tears that way.)
she dreams at night.
her milky skin is spilling over unfamiliar fingers. the freckles on her back match the ones in his eyes, and she feels safe. she offers him her heart, and he closes it into a box.
(she wakes up feeling ninety nine percent alone.)
she's in a nightmare
she floods every chapter, offering herself to him, she begs for his spider fingers, to run over her spine. she smiles at him, as she locks his heart inside.
at night, she dreams of him