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BB Nothing Jan 2016
i hope this snow never melts, the snow plows break down, and we spend all our time making memories
i admit that's kind of extreme.

but i don't care who i have to beg or how many people i have to pay off
these days are beautiful and i want to stay here with you
BB Nothing Jan 2016
your kisses were like sprinkles on a just-baked cupcake
and boy did they fall ******* me
leaving us both breathless by the end
laying there in the dark
wishing my eyes would adjust to see yours staring back at me
wondering if you enjoyed our time together like i do
or if that was the last taste

and then you said goodnight
BB Nothing Jan 2016
your kisses were like sprinkles on a just-baked cupcake
which made the eggs your home
the sugar your family
the flour the nighttime
the butter your mood
the pink icing your touch
and our conversations the purple food coloring

or so i presume
BB Nothing Jan 2016
your kisses were like sprinkles on a just-baked cupcake
purple with light pink icing
no candle on top

your hands had me melting
like chocolate chips on the stove
milk or dark,, just not white

your skin felt so soft
like whipped cream with some coffee
lots of creamer, stirred well

a shared adrenaline rush
BB Nothing Dec 2015
another message sent
the same one received
seen at a glance
(a flicker in your eye)
a short moment and small fingers type away
send
(hoping for a quick response)
back to writing
BB Nothing Dec 2015
DON'T PANIC
be careful where you step
try not to catch feelings
an apple a day keeps the love away
say what you mean & mean what you say
don't move too fast
what do you like about her?
do you have her number yet?
how do you feel about meeting her parents?
are you even together?

i don't know
but that's ok
BB Nothing Dec 2015
it's another rainy night
find myself staring out my window
into that empty street
lit by a single golden light
a familiar sight
of summer's past
though as a cold breeze rolls by
the differences become apparent
i look to the darkness with a new grace
engaged but no longer in turmoil
emotional but still aware
yearning but for something real
and that's something to celebrate
so i'll lay here and listen
because the sound of the rain
rings the sound of your name
in my mind
tonight
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