your words like little raindrops
sliding down my shivering skin
settle into my navel's twist,
freeing the butterflies.

my recipe for happiness is simple -
smoke-filled lungs,
chemicals in my bloodstream;
head buzzing with ideas,
a heart thrumming with words.

Diss the rainbow, show a finger to the parades,
the many words of happiness and encouragement to the
LGBTQ community; grumble as much as you please
and go rot in your little cave of solitude while
the rest of the world celebrates
one small step for humanity;
a massive leap for us all.
No matter what negativity you have to spread,
(especially all you shameless people grouching about other countries
while you do absolutely nothing to make a change),
your hate makes no difference, for
*‪#‎LoveWins‬.

You're a living story,  
a flesh and blood sculpture of experiences
scattered in the cosmic stardust, you're a
naughty amalgamation of mischief,
fun and twinkles in the eyes that one can't quite decipher,
(you're confusing, you know),
you're this humming strumming dreaming
thriving energy of body of energy,
you're fairy dust and bundles of lust
exploding with the elixir of love.
*you're all I want to live with,  
you're all I want to want.