HELLO ENDERS

HELLO ENDERS I KNOW YOUVE GOT YOUR PEEPERS ON THESE LINES ... GOOD ARENT THEY ... 




my ears fill with the deep 

buzz of your honey 

tones 

your soul

is like an alien orchid 

making drowsy pollen, so 

lost do I care if I sneeze? the 

night grass your long hair as you 

stroke my face so softly with

the scratchy stubble hand 

cupped over my 

voice

/26.06.12. 

© Lizarikk June 2012