do you know what i wanna do to you?i wanna do to you what spring does to flower fields. i wanna do to you what a symphony does to a musicians heart. i wanna do to you what the stars do for the earth. i wanna do to you what light does to the darkness. i wanna do to you what water does to plants, i wanna do to you what artists do with paint. i wanna see you, all of you, grow and flourish and thrive. i wanna show you that you and i are more than what they think we are. we are not to be used, we are not objects to be thrown around. i wanna show you that the color of your soul is brighter than anything i have ever seen. i wanna show you, tell you, that very cell in your body is dripping power. i wanna do to you what writers do with words. i wanna do to you whatever i can to have you finally realize you are ineffable, immortal, groundbreakingly stunning.
i mean, id also like to kiss you but fuck dude this is more important
YOU ARE READING
ur sleeping on the couch
Poetrysticky cantaloupe sunrises & kissing ur soft honeydew mouth