i want to write you love poems but i never really learned how because all the words i come up with sound so overused like im just recycling ideas
or they sound too reaching like all im trying to do is make it sound pretty, not convert my love into another form.
but i want to. i want to make you see what you do to me.
how soft i become in your arms like perfect molten pink bubblegum.
all malleable and syrupy-sweet and all over you in the most innocent way.
im all liquefied and ready to mould baby, shape me how you want.
but when im walking the halls with my head hanging low you lift me up.
so high that when im looking down im not staring at dirty school floors
instead im facing the sight of heaven.
youve got me all golden and glowing and gutsy. im beaming so bright i could be the new sun.
you got me feeling like divine metal baby, like ill break a million glass windows and punch through a couple metal doors but im still not falling through the clouds
cause im feeling so damn weightless.
so damn invincible when you're holding me up.
