skinblade

emo,  me-
ow, etc. I look at her with my heart wide open and I’m not supposed
to tell her. I look at her with
my eyes towards the future and I’m not supposed to
talk about it.

little, me-
ow, etc. I speak to her about the beauty that beams from her gray
eyes. I speak to her about
kotletkas, candies, and tickling until we
fall asleep.

sleepy, me-
ow, etc. I tumble in to dreams where I can finally hold her from
miles away. I tumble in to
her pineapple kisses and all the names she puts
before bear.