-
Cookie
who knewthis is howour cookie wouldcrumble we must’veforgotten the egg hard to sticktogether aftera while at least it wassweet while itlasted well,c’est la vieI guess
-
Tonight, the Sun
Tonight –even the sunsetits colours, the clouds,and the wind try to lead me to you they all pointtowards you it’s likethey all knowabout youand I it’s likethey knowhow your lipstake me elsewheresomewhere far from here tonight,after it kept mecompany, the reddishsun went down and hidafter a while kinda like you
-
Last Night
The night I met youI caught the moon looking at us,and I noticed your eyes, on me The night I met youI never thought I’d feelyour lipsin the way that I did The lips of youfelt like a portal right throughthe deepest part ofyour tender heart
-
Glass of Whine II
It’s been a whileyet I still feel youagainst meas I lay here It’s been a whilesince I broke yourglass(es)full of rosé (Can you see clearly now?) It’s been a while,yet tonight,my goddamnglass of winetastes likeyour lips
-
Risqué
would it bea dangerto us if I diddangerouslyadmit, how muchit meantto me to bethere for youand be apart ofyour littlepity-fulparty for two
-
That Night
The night I met youI caught the moon looking at usIt noticed your eyes, on me The night I met youI never thought I’d feelYour lipsIn the way that I did The lips of youFelt like a portal right throughYour deepest heart part
-
Rosé
we are of shattered glassesand broken dreamswicked lovers and rose colouredglasses we are a part of your broken dreamshattered and wickedlike your rosé sippinglover we are a part of a wicked loverosé fuelled and maintainedwe need our glasses to seeclearly we’re clear about it nowwho knows if it’s a broken dreambetween our rosé sips and…
-
Meaty Heart
Your heart had been aching for so longits strings were tangling togetherby its own chaotic beat you told me those peopleplayed you like an old violinwith weakened strings they made you feel so goodplayed your stringsthey made you feel alive again then they went too fastyour strings snapped,then they struck you deeply you called them…
-
Regurgitation (Wine Terror)
Fuck you!he said,drowning in a wine terror back up to the surface he’s regurgitating now all of itall of those things theydid and do to him I look at him nowas he crawls back from the toiletas he’s losing controlhis tears start falling down defeated, tornand dripping all over he’s hurting, I understand : he…
-
Brief Run
I woke upnaked, and waitingfor himto love me againto insert his commentin my mid-sentence nakedI’m still waitingfor his love, to givebut, I think he’ll keep me waiting,once more I don’t know what came over meI got dressedput my topcoat over me and my briefsand unshamedly, proudlywalked… and started running as far as I couldaway from…
