My Turn?

to he

"who holds himself as the little white rose of a child"

dear rabbit-hole eyes
basic acorn.
suckling.
loose pin.

four remotes too many

lapsus
tight conspiracy


I have on my beautiful body, the one with the breasts that you like.

let's get drunk in our darkness, already wet

float down
some

black rainbows

incubated

inserted

milkshake

jellyfish

muscles, chin,
a button later

morning comes
on
soft shades of skin

opened colors
legs a bump,

we're.. well.. run up

no, out. needle to dream.

sky shift

kiss