promises kept by politicians keep me regular. i lay awake in the midday sun and watch the blue in the sky until it becomes white and then hope for eyes as big as the moon to tell me they will reach into my mouth and remove all the bitter tastes from my tongue.
i'm just trying to fall in love and you make it so damned impossible.
i let your fingers run along my spine because in that moment i worry about nothing. all perfection comes when we stop speaking and each of us becomes as a mountain, the valleys thrive in our sweat.
stopped in a fall, i stand in love and i can dream about your mouth again, all full of sweetness.
when we kissed and our tongues touched, its the most disgusting thing anyone can imagine.