**** me in a summer dress
all pastels and spaghetti straps
a shirt like a swallowed up picnic
sweat with me in a smoky car
panting through the skunk
our cheeks sun-burn blushed and shoulders freckled
swim with me in the river
polka dotted swimsuits and a sweaty beer
inner-tubes and soggy hair
sit in the grass and itch your legs
tiny black shorts and cotton t shirts
a big blanket, hot cigarettes, feeding ducks
invest in a fan for my room
while we sweat through blue sheets
peel off sticky underwear and wipe your damp forehead
wiping dirt from my knees
pastels stained and straps loose, slipping down
pink sunglasses and a picnic shirt
**** me in a summer dress
Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 4:17 AM UTC
im sick of stiff sheets that smell like chemicals
you wash all your clothes with incense
i wish i could wash my sheets with your scent
Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 4:06 AM UTC
i took a pill that made my pupils big
and crawled into your lap in the back of your car
sitting in candy wrappers and bits of glass
from your broken window
once you rolled me a blunt in your drivers seat
we smoked and i curled against you
with an open sun roof and a hand up my skirt
with a track from your phone,
missing missy, penning lines
you speak words from memory
and recall rhymes to me
after a cigarette in your car
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 11:28 PM UTC
dear pisces
you are always thinking about things that are not in front of you
dear dreamer, your dreams inhibit you from me
please come back to the present, i rely on you too much for you to be so far
even when you're right beside me
love, cancer
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 4:36 PM UTC
dear pisces
i read that a pisces needs commitment
like, somebody that will accept them fully
and put everything into it
i read that a pisces loves
only when they feel safe and secure
reading your horoscopes
gives me a sense of false understanding
love cancer
May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 3:40 AM UTC
have you ever gotten a love letter?
you told me you were a ******
when it was midnight and we sat at the docks
surrounded by boats and ocean
you had never even kissed a girl,
so I advised
and guided your clumsy, clownish hands
up my raincoat and under my tank top.
this is my letter
i love the way your eyes squint when you smile
i love the way your hands shyly move around
i love when you give up and agree with me
i love how you made me take the long way home so you could walk with me more
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 1:41 AM UTC
there's a cut on your lip
a bruise on your arm
little pink scratches
a scrape on your elbow
a cut from a kiss that got too rough
a bruise from a bite in my bedroom
scratches from my nails when I hugged too tightly
a scrape from when I pulled you back to me
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 1:15 AM UTC
tell somebody you're falling for them.
text them everyday. sweet messages: i miss you, i like you, come see me.
hold their hand.
kiss them on the forehead. the cheek. the neck.
place your arm around their shoulder.
talk about your dreams.
make them say that they love you back. they'll say it.
leave. for an extended period of time. months, maybe.
become distant.
don't send anymore texts, unless maybe you're *****
keep your responses vague. they will stress and worry constantly about what you mean.
if you see them in public, avoid. ignore.
tell them how you're seeing other people.
keep your meetings short. zero physical contact.
slowly, stop responding to their messages.
never tell them if you really did fall for them.
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 6:10 PM UTC
im sorry, but i liked it a lot better when you were obsessed with me.
what ever happened to not being able to keep your hands away ?
what happened to texts every minute, asking to see me ?
i liked us better when you had no control.
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 11:55 PM UTC
**** me in a summer dress
all pastels and spaghetti straps
kicked off ballet slippers and a green cardigan
sweat with me in a bus stop
we wait to ride downtown
our cheeks sun-burn blushed and shoulders freckled
swim with me in the river
polka dotted swimsuits and a sweaty beer
inner-tubes and soggy hair. a big wet dog.
sit in the grass and itch your legs
wearing jean shorts and cotton t shirts
black sunglasses and white earphones, hot cigarettes
invest in a fan for your room
while we sweat through the blue dotted sheets
peel off sticky underwear and wipe your damp forehead
washing grass stains from my dress
pastels stained and straps loose
ballet slippers and a green cardigan
**** me in a summer dress
Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 1:41 AM UTC