oven eyes

Image by Alfred Gockel

loving your eyes
As much as it meant
Stretching the limbs
Already spent
Chewing the ache
Between cross bone
He wants you to
Know your never alone
The girl who sobbed
In blueberry pillow
Give me a dummy
For naive and youth
I curl the hands which pimple
The sheet
Claiming the side
Of one not asleep
Pacing the mirrors
Science twilight
I thought yesterday
I was the chandelier
And when his tongue
It clubbed my ear
Melted with a virgin's fear