i have an image in my mind and its of your lips,
reflecting every window in this room
and the sweetest color pink is filling my frame
and my god i promise you, i promise that i love you
and everything that you haphhazardly ruin
and i dont need to tell you
i never did

but it will sit in my lap until you come home
and those pink lips are on the inside of my thighs
and eventually my red angel bows will be kissing you back
OH HOW I MISSED YOU!
and my nails will dig into your back
and our tongues will taste like cherry cough drops and vaseline eyes dripping along with our clothes
we will make love
we will fall in love even though the timing might be off
it’s okay
so will our clothes

and when we have to say goodbye the morning after
we will sigh and say until ‘until next time’
until next time when i see you in another country
and you’ll plant your lips in another nape of my neck and i’ll itch at my scabs until they bleed and we’ll both admire the scuffs on our knees because bowing down to eachother has never felt so right