Four curved iron legs,a foam seat and a back rest keep it complete . I accept it isn’t anything unique i only want to ponder on its peak – the strength that wills this errorless control- inaction surely sloped into its soul; the way it stands defiant of all sound the way it keeps its sanctity of ground i fancy i am resting on a mound nourishing a whole civilisation underneath .
My technique is to grip one side real hard while sinking in the blessing of its lard (it’s mindy-vacumn drinks me in this way ) one hand i save to flag that emblem day when breaking thru what all i may regard i dare not stand in (what i know) my way .
I love the way you loved me. Unidentified body parts, Cold feet and warm hearts, Swapping stray hairs, no cares. Chocolate melts, hot lips, Holding hands and summer skips, Sunday in bed, rest your head. Toxic eyes and secret smiles,