愛嬌
he's formed of saccharine murmurs and chocolate tinted hair, a honeyed aroma of cigarettes and chagrined scented honey radiating off him like sweet pleas of love ! his touch is dainty and exquisite, barely grazing my skin as he professes love amidst the verdant strands of meadow in his back garden ! we're young but fucking foolish as we pray to whatever god we believe in that day, pray for a pleasanter pinch of wine brushing our zealous epidermis, teenage fever exuding off our every move and bidding us a honied farewell when we abandon the emerald meadow to intoxicate ourselves further on ecru elixirs of mishap and misfortune, and noxious tobacco you stole from your dad's cupboard;
you say goodnight n go to my soul after hours of profound kisses on the ivory mattress of your room, and I walk home with a hazy mind n yellow honey grazing my tongue every time you cross my mind !
