Skeletal Creatures Carved Out Of Everyday Objects
Artist - Maskull Lasserre
Women like me do not fall gracefully,
we stumble over our spines, trip over
our vowels, and collapse into your arms.
Our hearts are open books,
Russian novels containing fifty pages
on the way your voice drifts across
the telephone wires each night.
Our hearts are first drafts,
unedited verses about each and every
person we have ever loved: the stranger
on the subway, the girl who gave us a balloon,
the boy who stole our virginity
but not our heart.
Women like me will love you from a distance
of a thousand syllables while laying in your bed,
we will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible,
and when we leave you will finally understand
why storms are named after people.
the colous, the flowwww ugh such beautifulness.
sorry I got distracted
shirtless luke is now a thing
EVERYONE ADD TO THIS PLEASEWell, if you insist.
but how about we go a little further with this girls?
a little bit…
let me call it anatomy practising…yeah…pure…practising..