IF ‘never’ spoke it could not. THAT ‘woke up’ is at least an eye
i spent the next hour sleeping!
How presence always passes while i stay here \\||//
I would Love to write something that turns you on; but nowadays the news is rather sad 😦
i could laugh ~ or drink a cup of being late. how i love love as it speaks in purple and yellow
I, skinny sluggish Priapus ate my heart to save yours and Today after dying over again — how saw i your brilliant smiling face
I’d love to turn you on then realize this is just a poem
and my fingers are full of chocolate waiting for devour it all!
I would love to kiss your lips. Would you kiss mine if they were all
female marshmallow pies? Would you hug
me if our chest were devoid of lovely bumps?
:: 04.19.2022 ::