lightening flash smile,
hands roving, mapping, learning for later,
worshipping without prayer.
or is this prayer?
our own form of scripture.
your laugh is my gifted frankincense,
wrapped in humidity and electricity.
and there’s a buzzing around us, love,
but just ignore it,
for my heart makes funny sounds.
this may not make sense,
but you spin me incoherent.
words are slurred; i’m a drunk,
vision warped up so high on your lap.
what spell did you put in my drink?
Nov 11, 2024
Nov 11, 2024 at 8:19 PM UTC
lightening flash smile,
hands roving, mapping, learning for later,
worshipping without prayer.
or is this prayer?
our own form of scripture.
your laugh is my gifted frankincense,
wrapped in humidity and electricity.
and there’s a buzzing around us, love,
but just ignore it,
for my heart makes funny sounds.
this may not make sense,
but you spin me incoherent.
words are slurred; i’m a drunk,
vision warped up so high on your lap.
what spell did you put in my drink?
