Messy
like two actors in a messy soap,
A shake, Milk and ice cream.
Would you like to know what a five-dollar shake tastes like?
Be my guest. You can use my straw, I don't have kooties.
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Staying up till the morning light,
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walking through your cheeks,
across the flood lands,
making islands,
echoes like a train,
fading, into the distance,
constant, quiet, until they cross.
Tiny Dots
not too close,
never too far,
hard not to notice,
right here in my cheeks,
and im left wondering,
will they ever melt?
i need you to melt.
Posted by Ruben Llibre at 17:58