Her text
last Tues
said everything.
She led me this way and that.
And I was happy to leap water.
And hold her hand, just.
She may be the most beautiful.
Thing I’ve ever seen.
I’m not sure.
But I’m certain.
Delray Beach is a bitch of a biscuit scene.
We had many beers.
And stood tall of sweaty of me.
Succulents.
And I felt back.
I kissed her as hard as I could
Because I loved it, her mouth.
As loud as it could be.
And I just wanted it to last.
I can still smell her on my fingers.
And I love to sleep with that smell.
Now that I am air mattress home.
I wish the world were different.
And she were mine.