~ Ari ~

You
are the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted;

We stopped and talked and kissed and forgot about the world around us and melted in more chocolate, right there on the footpath

I should never have dressed up as the French maid.

I know what it tastes like

I didn’t want him to taste the acid or the fluorescent animals.

I wanted to scrawl

I could fall to the floor
and writhe like a ribbon

Dance Baby Doll Dance

Now you come around here
dragging rainbows by the corners
all the colours that I hated
chin down and sprouting warnings

angels dance for me all the time

somewhat moreish;

that makes the best juice ever

My beautiful eyes were enticing but my slim hips and slightly curved stomach were rocking for you.

and there’s nothing like the feeling
when I’m feeling you