Kiss me with my lips that look like blood pooling
and eyes that look like an exit sign
Sitting on the back porch licking a popsicle
the color of your essence slowly with eyelids closed
and careful movements
I am a snake charmer
a deadly woman
and I am 12
you want me whispering stardust into your ears
and you’re trying to make yourself see it as wrong
But I am all want
I am need
something about me is saying please
I am silk sheets
a sunny day breeze
and I am 12
the edges of my blonde hair comes to the
third vertebrae in my spine
and you want your hands curled in it
you want me like
I am water to the flame that rests in your tongue
you’ve never read ****** before
but you swear I'm the one
Vladimir Nabokov had in mind
Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 1:27 PM UTC
Kiss me with my lips that look like blood pooling
and eyes that look like an exit sign
Sitting on the back porch licking a popsicle
the color of your essence slowly with eyelids closed
and careful movements
I am a snake charmer
a deadly woman
and I am 12
you want me whispering stardust into your ears
and you’re trying to make yourself see it as wrong
But I am all want
I am need
something about me is saying please
I am silk sheets
a sunny day breeze
and I am 12
the edges of my blonde hair comes to the
third vertebrae in my spine
and you want your hands curled in it
you want me like
I am water to the flame that rests in your tongue
you’ve never read ****** before
but you swear I'm the one
Vladimir Nabokov had in mind
