Open Your Eyes

Wild Child

There,

where I stood

I thought I knew not to stare

but she looked too good

and I was too drunk to care.

 

She filled up the air

with peaches and pears

glowing with the light

of fireflies in her hair.

 

She whispered to me wild-eyed,

“We could be those dirty dreams.”

then leaning in, I replied,

“I’ll show you scenes you’ve never seen.”

 

-WildFievel

• 24 May 2012
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