Crisp crunches of thoughts leaves inside my mouth
Gum stuck to my shoe
You stuck on my mind but
I want you there tight holding
I hiked you up to my hips buttoned you there comfortable and still
Skirts falling and shirts riding up
Underwear that I won’t call ******* because they’re not cute enough
And you
Nestled in a metal button marking patterns into the skin red red bone *****