Jasper Morton

I want to worship the curve of her waist,
And fall in love with the way the sun hits her eyes.

I want to trace every scar and imperfection with my fingers,
And hold her hand when she is unsteady.

Recently, a friend received an email promising them three wishes granted, in return for their social security number.

Most of the time I find myself angry 
and it's the kind of anger that you 
hold onto, you know, fists tight, 
stomach burning, because someone has to be 
angry. no one else is angry. 

Cry me a river
Now won't you darling?
Drown me in the salty waters
Only to pull me out
And twirl me in your arms. 
Cry me a river
Now won't you darling?
Take me by the hand 
And extort my longings

i hope that there can come a time 
where you can forgive me 
for all i have done 
to leave you behind 
because 
you weren't stupid, you know? 
and people might have hated you