by Prophecies In Kodak   Jan 28, 2021

you make it seem good and true
- this wonderment game —
it’s hard when i see you this way
our half lidded lip lock
laugh lines
deep as yosemite
blasting the gap between
you and i

p l e a s e
satiate the fire
in my key lime eyes
p l e a s e
take a bite of all my
my unsettled

you have me seeking therapy
between your sheets -
emphasis against my abstract
sweet like pomegranate seeds
only now do i know
that in the right light
you exist in colors
never seen

i am always buzzing
towards the familiar curve
of your cherry blossom lips
left a tangled mess -
so go slow
i’m new to this


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