I'd love to pour myself into your glass,
so that you'd swallow me up like a blue martini.
I'd be ocean swirls of euphoria
dancing down your throat.
Your strong hands treat me like a delicate sugar stick,
but that's not why
I can't pull myself apart from you.
Like a bright yellow lemon twist
you suck on my heart
just for a little more flavor.
1 comment:
holy crap, i wish some one wrote a poem like this about me one day!
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