Oh boyyy

Oh boyyy
Oh girllll
Musical beds getting longgg
Look into her eyes and see stars
She could be your special gel’
You wink
She shrinks
Not beer goggles
More blinding
She hit you hard
Not between your legs
Kiss her belly in a sunny room
Come to bed eyes.
You walk home on the verge of dusk
Orange sky bounces off puddles
This old town’s brand new
The bath water goes cold around her
But beamer don’t care.
Oh boyyy
Oh girlll.

1 comment:

Sara Lou said...

like it darling, way mucho, your on my blog now-the poem you wrote about me! love darling x