origami5432

Dear daughter of Earth, 

I am not naked, rose-lipped, chapped and chaste in a poetic caste and silhouetted erotically before sunset and starlight like the Thinker gazing across foreseeable perpetuity. 

The girl with the Polaroid in her phone case

is the one I want to kiss.

The girl with the Polaroid in her phone case

doesn't even know I exist. 

The girl with the headphones that mess up her bangs