Would you really like me to talk like that?
Butterfly winged
Scotch Candy
Sweetheart?
Let’s dance
like dust in the wind
which fell from the stars.
Cute little zealots of love levitating.
Smiling cheeks
Beautiful juicy apples.
Slut-shaming Soul.
If you are short on love,
I tell you,
there is none really to be found.