Torrential (Poetry)

What Do You Want?

I want long dark hair and tight black skirts

I want my hair past my shoulders, close to my eyes

Perfectly parted to show golden camellia earrings

I want ink stains on tattooed hands

And bony claws painted burgundy

I want fair skin and red lips

And piercing stares for someone willingly seduced

I want leather bags under the morning sun

And instincts against challengers

I want leather journals and pretentiousness

Bleeding through hasty, beloved notes

I want stolen stares and unspoken tension

Between strangers and handsome rivals

And I want my friends but most of all

I want her