I want you like the Colorado clouds
want to pour rain over the Californian desert.
Please, I am thirsty. Quench me.
Let me drink your nectar — it tastes like sunshine.
Loyally I will suckle your pistil,
even after the reason you ignored me did.
Relax — I want you...at ease.
It's OK — I want you...happy.
Don't worry — I want you...dreaming.
Come to bed with me
Grab my cheeks and squeeze them.
I am a child.
Tell me my eyes are galaxies
you want to swim in.
Your breath tastes like stale beer
but I steal kisses selfishly.
They tickle my ******
short-circuiting me to a cloud.
I am in your cloud.
I am rain.
Cross the ridge and
let me pour.
Jul 20, 2014
Jul 20, 2014 at 12:52 PM UTC
I want you like the Colorado clouds
want to pour rain over the Californian desert.
Please, I am thirsty. Quench me.
Let me drink your nectar — it tastes like sunshine.
Loyally I will suckle your pistil,
even after the reason you ignored me did.
Relax — I want you...at ease.
It's OK — I want you...happy.
Don't worry — I want you...dreaming.
Come to bed with me
Grab my cheeks and squeeze them.
I am a child.
Tell me my eyes are galaxies
you want to swim in.
Your breath tastes like stale beer
but I steal kisses selfishly.
They tickle my ******
short-circuiting me to a cloud.
I am in your cloud.
I am rain.
Cross the ridge and
let me pour.
A person I had been dating told me he just wanted to "be friends" last night. He told me not to be sad, and flirted with me after. I left him confused and with an appetite for a pen and paper and this is the result. I am still confused.
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