A Glacier in My Eyes

A Boy With Roses

You don't know how much I've missed you
You don't know how drunk I get 
Weaving through your subterfuge
Through the veil, above the crest
You don't know how dirty I can get 
Eating Skittles at 4 am 
You don't know how discursive I am
Spitting blood in the sink 
I'm dreaming of a delicious kind of guy
Like a song in my veins
I wake up and it feels like instinct
Sucking your tongue in a dream 
Peeling embers from reality 
Radar images of recessional moraines
Parallel in the fjord
Melting together to make a smooth surface 
I lick the spit, like a boy in a shell 
Growing up psychedelic
I am in two states 
Cumming like icing sugar
The tension makes it split 
But sometimes, I want to lay on your shoulder
I want to hold you 
I want to smell you
I want to be inside you
Like a glacier in my eyes 
You don't know how much I've missed you
You know, I think about you all the time.  

  • Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 19th, 2024 15:54
  • Category: Unclassified
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