i like a pretty girl
and i'd like her to kiss me
maybe just once
two kisses would bore me
what a good thing if they wouldn't
and i like cold mornings that come like a surprise
i like saying sorry to people i like
her hands holding mine like i'm white china; her dimpled smile; pink face when i say something sweet and deserving; even when i don't say anything at all; her eyebrows and their funny emotion; i like i like i like
the neighborhood, soft things, a spanish song, colorful fish, pastel nails, praise, thank you cards, butterfly necklaces, graceful bodies
i write horribly when my heart is light
though that's an okay price to pay i think
