If the hair on my body stands up,
and my cheeks become rosy,
If a friend's ride in a beat-up jeep,
a beer to nullify my senses,
a shred of wisdom or the weak,
and
a
prayer
could save me,
take me with you.
If a midnight's drive include
smashing cars,
telling secrets,
kissing strangers,
skinny dipping,
snapping photos,
eating dandelions
and not giving a fuck in
the world...
take me with you
and maybe
i'll love
you♡
YOU ARE READING
spilled ink✔
SpiritualA bind-up of 13 teenagery poems by WingWriter. "The stars completed the night. Without them, it was a dull blue with nothing to embellish them.♡" #796 in Spiritual (7.13.17) #759 in Spiritual (7.19.17) #640 in Spiritual (7.21.17) #449 in Spiritual (...
