You want *** to be soft, to be sweet,
like dripping honey warm
and liquid flowing
boundless you don’t
want the mountain ridges
on your lover’s chapped lips,
you don’t want the
vase to
s h a t t e r
on the floor as though there is a
limit to the sugar, you
want to pour prettiness
into every crevice of your
heart and you want love
to be sweet and soft even
when your lover is
hard and cold, eyes like
ice and mouth powerful
like mountains and heart
weathered like beach pebble—
you want a ****** with
candy lips and long lashes and
feathery thoughts with long
sighs of hot breath not
real words not speaking while
loving not thinking while kissing
not hard and bitter,
you want soft and sweet,
you can’t take it like
bedsheets and bittersweet
not soft not hard
not sweet not bitter.
Oct 26, 2019
Oct 26, 2019 at 4:42 PM UTC
You want *** to be soft, to be sweet,
like dripping honey warm
and liquid flowing
boundless you don’t
want the mountain ridges
on your lover’s chapped lips,
you don’t want the
vase to
s h a t t e r
on the floor as though there is a
limit to the sugar, you
want to pour prettiness
into every crevice of your
heart and you want love
to be sweet and soft even
when your lover is
hard and cold, eyes like
ice and mouth powerful
like mountains and heart
weathered like beach pebble—
you want a ****** with
candy lips and long lashes and
feathery thoughts with long
sighs of hot breath not
real words not speaking while
loving not thinking while kissing
not hard and bitter,
you want soft and sweet,
you can’t take it like
bedsheets and bittersweet
not soft not hard
not sweet not bitter.
(c)Crestfall
