curl up in bed

talk till two

through hushed voices and

broken camcorders.

hey watermelon baby

sweet darling

sugar bunny.

lets go explore

the poorest parts

of our souls, and counteract

the waterfalls

screaming with our own soft

words of licorice.

hey beaut

wanna go roll 

over waves and sea foam

(i'll call you my own)

if you do.

open up your lips

of frozen bliss and let

out what your body speaks 

late at night, with the curtains shut

and blankets hot and heavy.