summer of sam

jellyfish  slimming out to point to their destination.

brown eyes swarm to their fascination. 

to be an apple is seen to be the basket. 

the fruit flies want sweet nectar. 

from you, the flowers on my casket.

I miss you added a forever.

us being ourselves, empowers our lovesick reputation. 

lips too close for conversation.

twice I've asked you to take off your jacket.

downtown Spector.

then you get a hand full of pocket.

do you respect her?