Perfume

I miss you
so, to make like you are here
I thought it'd be sweet
if I doused myself in your favorite scent
I stole it
last time you asked me over
But now I smell like a broken heart
because you're not here
holding me beneath these thick blankets
This whiff is irritating
and I can't help but wish I had a match now
to light myself on fire
your perfume, my gasoline
What was I thinking?

Alexander II

Let's go to Stonewall again,
play pool,
and skirt around all that sexual tension that keeps us from effectively communicating—
because maybe,
just maybe
there can be peace between us finally

Stand there,
smirk and pout like you do with that beautiful mouth
while I dance around the great green felt
contemplating my next move
watch me forget my balls and
help you sink all your stripes
just to prove my point

I want to take care of you

Can You Guess Who?

Of all my exes,
there's 1 I'd take back,
1 I'd still fuck,
and 1 I'd like to shoot right in the middle of the face