Christ stop it, just stop it
Stop thinking of her 
     in that shift dress
Flowers detailing the real deal 
     beneath flowing chiffon 
Shades of curves in summer twilight
Extending into legs you’ve known 
     to fight gravity

Just stop it 
Stop thinking of that one time 
     in the park, that smile, 
the easy flick of her hair, those two sparkles 
     some clod decided to call eyes
Eyes? Prized emeralds 
Beyond any lapidary’s touch 
     except my own 
One of many
More from Alexander Mll
Trending Posts
Rug-pulls, Rampant Fraud and the NFT Wasteland
Our Favourite SMPLE Films So far
The Rise of Analog Horror
The Many Lives Of Kanye West Pt. 2
Featured Music
Playing Next
Explore Music