if you put your ear on the inner thigh of a complete stranger on the bus you can actually hear them say “what the fuck are you doing”
If I was smiling at you,
would you see me and wonder
if I could make you happy?
Can I have you?
Can I take you into the night
and kiss your wounds?
In stormy weather,
I would turn down the lights,
close the blinds
and curve my body to yours.
I would tell you things I’ve never told anyone.
You’re doing things you’ve never done.
I know I have to let you go
and the thought chains me down,
ties me up,
calls me for the ransom…
trouble waits for us at every corner,
to ask for change
and we just walk on by.
I know I said that you were beautiful
I know you said that you would wait
but beauty fades and I’m always late -
so run before the chill of winter catches your lungs on fire
and you’re left empty-handed
on the wrong side of the road.
I’ll always think of you, smiling,
and wonder why I couldn’t lie
but you could…
I have a vagina and a good sense of humor and my iPod is full of good music like what else DO YOU WANT
- me after anything anyone says to me: what