one sided dialogue

"Do you shower with a flower?"
the devil asked in her angel voice
"Can I have a cigarette?"
"Why don't you call me pretty ever?"

i think that love happens when you forget your ego
try not to talk about your past
with every person you let into your head
your heart, your bed

small poem

i didn't choose to be this way

i chose to be myself 

i threw away the soda,

i'm climbing to the highest shelf

tiny poem

easy on the tongue, babe
just go easy on my heart
touch can go a long way
when you only think in art