i saw you at the crossroads
wearing a baby pink tutu
paired with muddy combat boots
obnoxiously snapping gum
oh god oh god
i couldn't stop staring
(do you see me)
i think you smell of
exhilaration and lavenders
and i wish
to intertwine fingers
and not legs with you
i want to know
what you're called
do i like the taste of it
will you like my white musk flavoured skin
and not my body
i'm a desperado with dreams
you're a miracle that's happening
come to me
glance at me
oh god fucking hell how what the fuck
i'm high on you
look at me fuck you
i acknowledge
your radiant persona
do you not feel me
in this universe
(please fulfill this lucid fantasy)
