**** me in a summer dress
all pastels and spaghetti straps
a shirt like a swallowed up picnic

sweat with me in a smoky car
panting through the skunk
our cheeks sun-burn blushed and shoulders freckled

swim with me in the river
polka dotted swimsuits and a sweaty beer
inner-tubes and soggy hair

sit in the grass and itch your legs
tiny black shorts and cotton t shirts
a big blanket, hot cigarettes, feeding ducks

invest in a fan for my room
while we sweat through blue sheets
peel off sticky underwear and wipe your damp forehead

wiping dirt from my knees
pastels stained and straps loose, slipping down
pink sunglasses and a picnic shirt

**** me in a summer dress

im sick of stiff sheets that smell like chemicals
you wash all your clothes with incense
i wish i could wash my sheets with your scent

i took a pill that made my pupils big
and crawled into your lap in the back of your car
sitting in candy wrappers and bits of glass
from your broken window

once you rolled me a blunt in your drivers seat
we smoked and i curled against you
with an open sun roof and a hand up my skirt

with a track from your phone,
missing missy, penning lines
you speak words from memory
and recall rhymes to me
after a cigarette in your car

She believed in love at first sight but had always been disappointed.





He believed that all females are good looking but the soul is the only way to prove their individualism.

dear pisces

you are always thinking about things that are not in front of you

dear dreamer, your dreams inhibit you from me

please come back to the present, i rely on you too much for you to be so far

even when you're right beside me

love, cancer

dear pisces
i read that a pisces needs commitment
like, somebody that will accept them fully
and put everything into it

i read that a pisces loves
only when they feel safe and secure

reading your horoscopes
gives me a sense of false understanding

love cancer

have you ever gotten a love letter?
you told me you were a ******
when it was midnight and we sat at the docks
surrounded by boats and ocean

you had never even kissed a girl,
so I advised
and guided your clumsy, clownish hands
up my raincoat and under my tank top.

this is my letter
i love the way your eyes squint when you smile
i love the way your hands shyly move around
i love when you give up and agree with me
i love how you made me take the long way home so you could walk with me more