comfort folding in
im turning my cocktail ears off, for at least one more day!
can you see that pinch of my pink room? you can find me there. but not the corners; they have rounded themselves for me, my little brilliant cozy cave.
you may come in.
bring hot tea and M socks.
bring your hickeys and stories and we'll laugh.
leave the empty bottles outside the door, tho. ill have none of that in here, at least for one more day.
come tomorrow: the mighty will rise! italian women! sex in all the new corners! it smells like youth dew and cloves in here! pass me the wine, giorgio!
im turning my cocktail ears off, for at least one more day!
can you see that pinch of my pink room? you can find me there. but not the corners; they have rounded themselves for me, my little brilliant cozy cave.
you may come in.
bring hot tea and M socks.
bring your hickeys and stories and we'll laugh.
leave the empty bottles outside the door, tho. ill have none of that in here, at least for one more day.
come tomorrow: the mighty will rise! italian women! sex in all the new corners! it smells like youth dew and cloves in here! pass me the wine, giorgio!
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I might be too shy to cross.
Frightened by your beautiful mouth
struck stiff by the exiting beauty and weight of the words that fall at my feet.