lemon, sticky frosting, dry lips.
fingernails painted with nothing other than mustard.
toxicity measured in sweetness.
plummet into the acidic taste of citrus fruit.
when you finally kiss me, it's all marigolds,
and some dirt.
dream pop car rides, cotton candy skies;
like those songs with excessive descriptions about eyes.
the girls with green hair, and black boots
but you're all yellow, gold, butter, honeysuckle.
ma jolie citron.
my pretty lemon, honey eyes.
