You Have Never Merely Crossed My Mind by Emma Schmelzer
But you, beautiful, slither through on another girl’s arm. That’s always a misunderstanding. You hum “I Will Always Love You” until you slide into a cherry red Mustang, shout, “Only for you, baby!” and crash into the sunset. I pick wildflowers for you, but before I can give them, the petals proclaim: “He loves you not.”
Pink Toes
You walk on my dream and pluck me out. Hold me and whisper sweet everythings in the dark.
Pink toenails pointing. Long, lean, and muscular, Her legs flex languidly Dark against the white cotton sheets.
by Christine Damrau
Early light slants through dusty glass. Drifting down in bright Flakes, to lie soft In mounds and piles. Illuminating details but masking The room. Grey shadows Caress long, dark legs And pink, bubble-gum toes Pointing at nothing. Just another One-Night-Stand.
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