Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Green Eyes

my love my brown skin french undertone mr. jones on the corner of 5th just wants to know what's underskirt green eyed love

i try to catch you every tuesday to catch your rare herbs and the symphony it plays to my spirit after your weekly routine of ignoring Nancy.youreyeslooklikepuddles

unlock my chest so I could join you on the end of Philly and breath love and my perfect president in the air

early morning inspirations for rape in a tall glass with bubbles brewed you know how to remind them about Saturday morning pancakes before they do it

sometimes there's no one in theater to see the jazz from your seat as you watch Casablanca reasons to order the same candy each time

i've watched you seduce ghosts naked because you liked the fabric of their white sheets and left them weeping when they realized you weren't there for them

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