#knowfolly

[solvejmakesmagic-blog]

i often dream

of times once past

when the love for life

was happenstance

when summer bit

into my bones

like tangerines

and pheromones

sweet, thick thighs

with eyes to match

a flower can bloom

where eggs have hatched

molasses rich enough 

to trap the tongue

had i known what i’d had

would i have ever been young 

?