Drunk Drunk Kiss Kiss Smile Smile

Whenever I get to see you
It's like staring into the sun
(The good kind I mean)
One time you were drunk and you kissed me on the lips
And I couldn't tell if it was an accident or if it was on purpose
I really hoped you wanted it because it felt really
Warm - Soft - Moist - Perfect
Even though it tasted like cheap beer and exhaustion.
After you did it, I debated if I should pull you in and just lay it all out
Let you know that I want to make a career of kissing you on the lips
And maybe in a couple of years I could get promoted
Which could mean that you wouldn't be drunk or that I'd get to touch you places
But I just waved goodbye when you stopped
And now we live on different coasts.

Hiding Place

Hey, hey, hey
How have you been?
I miss your face
Let's plant some seeds
And hold hands while we walk into the ocean
To wash the past away
And maybe possibly drown in the current.

Ahem, Amen

Dear [name],

Your face just isn't the same:
Your skin is melting
And your eyes are vintage snapshots
Your mouth is a projection screen
With a film I loaded up back in the seventies
Grainy fluff, lip synced scripting and sloppy blocking
Open up:
Eat rainbows
Cough colours
Choke bright
Don't die.

Forever,

[brown hair, blue eyes, 5"10, sexual, hand holding, friendship, charade]