Poems from wamalee
I love you
we text good night
you bear your soul open and free
but no homo
you won't let it mean what you want it to mean
Every time I walk around
The bullets puncture me
The bullets of your eyes
Your stare, the way you watch me
It stings into my soul
but...
I never liked my name until I tasted it on your lips
Your bubblegum lipstick rubbing off on my teeth
My blinking painting a watercolor on...