I didn’t really want to wear that dress
But I flashed and I flirted and I flaunted
Until I was everything that you wanted
Because I felt that was what
The moment called for.
I didn’t really want to go out but
I danced and I drank and I shone
Until almost half past one
Because I felt that was what
How I Feel On A Daily Basis.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, two lovers appeared; every few yards they stopped and embraced, and when I could no longer follow them with my eyes I followed the sound of their steps, heard the abrupt stop, and then the slow, meandering gait. I could feel the sag and slump of their bodies when they leaned against a rail, heard their shoes creak as the muscles tightened for the embrace.
“
| — | Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer (via philphys) |
Typewriter Series #19 by Tyler Knott Gregson
How desperately
I want to explore
every line of latitude
and each lonely line
of longitude.
How desperately
I want your hand
resting in mine
and your lips
glued to my skin
at the intersection
of them all.
What will be
the coordinates of our
longest kiss?
Our deepest?
What ocean
will bear witness
to our
sighs?
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
