I connect the freckles on her face

****** constellations

To see my daily horoscope

The morning birds sing to the rythm of her soft heart beat under sky
blue sheets

Warm air exerts from each nostril along with a yawn from her
baby doll lips

Gold framed women in paintings above her drop forward
over the headframe
in envy of her glamour

And the sun gleams against her cheek bones creating a halo around what already is an angel

the birds are nesting
underneath my air conditioner
that hangs too far out the window
and drops water on
people walking
below

the grass is wet
and brown but i can see
hints of springs first
flowers blooming

my body isn't aching
that much anymore
but my head is still foggy

the air doesn't smell sweet yet

UV levels are still low

spring is still a far way

to go i guess

I want to live in the gaps between your teeth
and dance around your tongue
as you sing me the sweet, sweet song of love
I want to sleep on your fuzzy chest and wear
headphones connected to your heart
I want to live in your brain and control when you ****

Dear Daddy,
Do you know what these men say to me?

With their
eyes and their mouths
when I walk on the street.

With a grin and a nod
and a look up and down.
A wink and a kiss
and a cat call heard from downtown.

With my skirt short
and my top
low,
It’s a cold world daddy
and no
doesn’t mean no.

Daddy do you know
how these men look at me?

Like I’m a piece of meat
strutting down the street?
With my head buds in
and my favorite song on.

I’m asking for it Daddy,
I’m in the wrong.

Do you know how it feels
not to wear what I like?

To walk a little faster
when I’m alone at night?

Daddy the world is my predator
and I am it's doe,
Daddy what happens
when I can’t say no?