Screechy-yellow
Bright light
Squinting into you
I ache
Deep inside
I have a lovehate
Relationship with you.
Somewhere in late july or early august
When my sunblock-shopping-sprees are maxed...
You wile me
into believing you are safe and
Cozy and warmhearted (and sexy).
Morph my freckle
Into a cancerous lump and
I
WILL
slityourthroat
With my shiny, shiny pocket
Sword.
Oh, be-nign-baby...
be mine (benign).
jennryan2010
lovely africa
1 comment:
Good thing its a rainy day... otherwise I'd be out, basking in the poetry of this moment, sunning my self.
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