Blonde at the Party

Age of Aquarius friction and function rightoooo

I feel like falling in love or being the one 

She can imagine having 

A kid with or just spring time sex

That feels like imagining everything

My body might ever do

Slip behind and under and also 

Any combination of perpendicular 

And cradled like slices or new moon king tide

Waterbod shimmer and glow

Very very soft and slimy clean

I bet we go ahead and have weekends 

With chapters like an itinerary 

Each one riches of life themed 

And a menu of everything 


A little scary and a little hot

I am all angle and all circle

Let me take two thousand years and let 

Me be brief 

1 comment:

  1. "spring time sex/ That feels like imagining everything" #BeStillMyHeart (and the whole poem) <3

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