If only my hair color was the
entireity of my existance
or if i could steal all your thoughts
i dont know what i would do
if i could never kiss you
and if again
all you were was my friend.
not obsession
just compulsion
and drowing in wet
sweet sweat.
rhyming
and unrhyming prose
floats like water all over me.
if i straighten my eyelashes
or flawnt my self like
im the shit whats the point
i just want that touch again
chapped skin lips
on your newly shaven neck
and the smells of spice
and boy.
not obsession
just compulsion
and old stale peanuts in the trash
frozen foods
and the soft pads of skin between your
finders.
sweettart candy in my hair
im dressed in all white and
chocolate stains
all aroung me my
angelic glow deminishes.
wax
wane
wax
finally im heard by you
and i think
my eyes were green tonight
waking life
dead asleep dreaming.
oh this isnt
obsession.
just compulsion
12:21 am - 19.04.03
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