stories to tell

zeus had trouble when her hips swayed back and forth those curves like an autobahn circling everest this girl with the small eyes, heart like the pole:north  apollo wanted to stop looking but couldn't give it a rest jesus christ couldn't make enough bread for all her dough her caramel skin cool and marble soft to the touch zephyrus dreamed of holding her hand but although her goosebumps were so lovely, her smile was lovelier.

i saw you everywhere today. your black hair reflecting the multitude of neon signs and your lips pouting at every food stand. i could see the small beads of sweat on your neck evaporate as the sun lowered and that sweet evening breeze caressed the leaves of the park. i fell in love with you like that first time when we ate those weird cranberry cookies. your strangely perfectly round and nimble fingers held my own and i felt the softness of your skin. we walked in silence as we watched the throngs of people everyone with things to do or see; we would sometimes smile in the general direction of the other and it was all that was needed. the depth of your eyes seemed infinite when you squint like that. i fell in love with you like that time when you jumped in my car and we drove all night going nowhere so many sounds, so loud, i knew you wouldn't like it so we went to see the piglets run around and fall and eat and play. i saw myself in them fumbling around when you ...

your ghost haunts me still, at night, morning and at every windowsill. i bewail these thoughts and emotions yet if it weren't for them. a gray-ass dull of a life, a boat in a lake too small to row, a bike ride in a hot humid disgusting summer day. joyless. i remember that time we bought a vintage toy gun that blew soap bubbles. we played with it all afternoon, far from both of our houses, in a empty parking lot we loved it and we loved each other; right as sunset kissed the flying bubbles, the toy gun broke. joyful to a breaking point. that was us. smiles and laughter even when faced with scary futures you are all i need. you are all i want. you are all i lost. yet if it weren't for you. a gray-ass dull of a life, a boat in a lake too small to row, a bike ride in a hot humid disgusting summer day.

with a great climb ahead i went out biking with a friend. only one night to work and make sense of it all but i needed the distraction and the impending doom to have it come to an end. the lake was nice and the cool wind reminded me of the coming fall. the sun was shining yet not hot and the flowers were still in display in all the fancy houses. yet joy was not  at the forefront of my thought and while i liked the company all we talked about was for nought.

running away is not the best way i can feel the bugs hitting my body the stale air following me like a bubble made up of my own steam and i keep chasing this pavement. i had given up. even before i ran. yet i run, chasing, but not wanting to get there. i don't. it was never my intention. the flowers along the road break the monotony of the humid air. [tonight's inpiration]

i remember when you moved in close to my face. at first i turned towards you but soon enough you were closer than i was prepared [ the grass, the trees, the clouds behind you all became a blur and for a brief moment i looked into your eyes and i lost control of myself. i\ i couldn't speak or move of my own accord, but i knew what my brain was telling me: look at her lips. curved perfectly, taught like a sail in the wind. they are pretty and plump and juicy and filled with that ambiguous pink and red hue of sunset look how they are moving, you can touch them, caress them softly with your lips..kiss her kiss her. kiss her. kiss her. and then the air moved. ] your voice reached me with your sweet whisper and every hair on my body stood tall and i'm sure i blushed because i felt my cheeks warm as the sun and goosebumps ran all through my back and i snapped. took control. the clouds came back, the grass was there, the trees swayed with the wind. i turne...

perfectly still lake summer's scent fading from thought lonely without you ----------- --------------- -------------- on a bicycle wind and blood rushing strongly sweat is not as gross ----------- --------------- -------------- the sun burning skin after a night of daydreams a forbidden fruit

mesmerizing silken threads, attached at one end, dance with the wind and with each pirouette and dance move, they tease and play with the sun; and the light doesn't blind me but leave me dreaming and entranced. flying golden brown, like an ocean of obsidian, each wave makes my soul want a forgotten and ancient love. i drown however in your sight. a heart so deep, that shape so perfect. if expressions were an entity, it would be you. a goddess embodied in your beauty; a titan in your voice. a fool would suffer, but kindness is your name.

why you gotta be so comfortable, uncomfortable, talk to all the dudes, ms. affable, i just want a taste of your lips, it's understandable, commendable, my body thinks demandable, you're so beautiful, beyond the universe, expandable, pray to you all day, my dreams unexplainable, i can't stop my heart, uncontrollable girl, this is the worst infatuation, your body kills me, the situation, while your mind is a celebration, shine bright like a constellation shooting star, your appellation let me hold you tight tight this loneliness is not right smack your ass, my god so tight smother me, just one bite, all night, full on ass appetite shake it up in my face, for you all i've got is praise never tire of the chase, are you the prettiest girl in the world? the only answer is yes.