harder i say
and you listen closer
now.
lean in.
i'll tell you a tale.
leaning over to a water fountain
you are elloquent in every way
and each syllable you say drips with the enthusiasm
which im sure i could hear in your orgasms.
Oh if orgasms wernt only sexual things.
you have thick nuckles
and a thin waist
a huge brain and smile.
and i love your warmth
and your orange coat.
and pearls. who could forget the pearls
what a friend, what a wonderful friend.
you're the road where talent and beauty meet
and the intersection between
love and heartbreak
and you fly, and fear the fall.
painless hours.
flying words
form starlit poems in our eyes
are we there yet?
hey Kirsten,
are we there yet?
11:07 pm - 08.04.03
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