kundalini

I like girls. I like them a lot. They're nice to look at and smell and feel...
Women are like flowers...

Sunflower
yellow and brown
your hair
I long to touch
my fingers through
your cheek so soft
a pale pink red
I long to caress
let my fingertips read
the story of you
written all over your body
every bit
some hidden meaning
every curve holds a secret
from your gentle cheek
to the line of your belly and hip
your own personal mythology

I guess I'll dedicate that one to the suicide girls since I highly doubt Katherine would give a damn. Ain't love grand?

I'm getting my sense of humor back. It's still so twisted that no one else gets it...