Levi’s High
My moods as blue
as these lake hues
Ass still looks hot in this
double denim though,
so fuck yous
Swatting flies
On my thighs
in the desert
Amor
Bouchon
Steak frites & oysters at the bar
You set the bar
You and me
Where should we meet,
Lover?
Hookah & Hijabs
Two women
smoking hookah
On the beach in their Hijabs,
not giving a fuck
I smile as i walk by
and tell them how beautiful they are
They smile
and giggle
Give New York All My Lover
She called me up,
she said,
“I’m not really feelin’ it”
She said,
“What’s the fucking point,
can’t someone just
open the door?”
We want to live in a world
of cheese platters toppling with fruit,
plunging into pools of chocolate
Sparkling waters and wines
Endless cakes, king crab
Cigarettes on swings overlooking Manhattan
I said, “babe, demand it,
know your worth
believe in the big break
and give New York all my love”
