Poems

Legal by: Angel Gonzo

Last night

You shot your love into my heart,

And all of my holes.

You caressed my soul,

Like you were holding a glock.

You made me sing for you,

Even if that song was so not gangster.

It hurt at first,

But the pain slowly withered away

Like my father did 8 years ago.

You smelled so good,

Like oak trees and weed.

I still don't see how your hair stayed perfect.

My hair was a mess,

But it may be 'cause I was the one

Who was mainly on the bed sheets.

Those sheets were soft too,

It was like gettin' slammed into a cloud;

Over, and over, and over again.

Last night

Was bomb asf, and we really connected.

Thank you, my devilishly handsome boyfriend.

For the best 18th birthday ever.