I see you through the glass window
Wearing a paper skirt upside down
Putting on a scandalous show
Eating you with my eyes from afar
Showing off all your flavors
Pop into my mouth like Pop rocks
Taste that sexual tension on my lips
Biting that tingly feeling
The lips that trickle down water
I want you to be mine
And only mine
Hold you up on a plate
Because you're as sweet as a cupcake.
-Ky-Viet Dang 04.07.2015
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PoetryUnsure of what the future holds. Still holding onto the past. Every emotion is valid and life is too short. Don't be afraid to be vulnerable - know what it feels like, what it looks like. You are not alone. Believe that you are worth it. You can't c...
