when I look at her I feel so tingly
and her voice sounds like piano playing
her hair smells like incense and ****
her personality and ideas are insightful
she's so smart and interesting
her poetry is so beautiful
being around her makes me shake (literally)
everything about her is so rosebud
she is sunshine

tap tap tap
on the keys
rapping typing
skimming in threes
playing the scales in arpeggios
thinking about your eyes
and kissing your nose
waves of notes
mixing up the stairs
like a boat on the tide
or clips in your hair
i can think of you only
its become an issue
to me you are holy
and i constantly miss you

Her rooms smells like incense
the car smells like ****
her pretty brown eyes remind me of trees
pretty pale legs are lilies and home
her milky skinned back is bare just for me
I love her smile its milkshake made
her rainy red hair is leafy and clean
her yellow sweater is worn out and neat
but her positive space is lavender green

her laugh is like small bells
it makes me numb
and tingly
i smell like her and I love it
piano girl

Under my eyes I feel them growing up through the sockets and sprouting out like chlorophyll tears
The dandelion petals tickle my lids like butterfly kisses it itches
I think I should tear them out

you are the sound of piano to which I type along
close to three minutes long
my classical icon
as though i could close my eyes forever to you
you aren't true love
and I know that because I think Ive felt it
one hundred times
but for the hundred first time ive fallen in love with your music

messy hair
stragglers that float in the sunlit 7:47am air
cause trouble, **** subtle  
*** with cops and killers
bikini flowers windowsills
xanax lovers loom
ugly paisley wallpapered  motel room
making out in pharmacies
I want to leave because I cant breathe