Tag: rhyming-words

Sweet Tooth.

You are an Italian sweet cream,

sugar rush,

cotton candy dream.

You are a sprinkle-topped,

powder sugar dusted,

funnel cake,

sugar lake.

You are a sticky finger,

decadent dessert,

so sweet,

it hurts.

You are honey personified,

I couldn’t find anything sweeter,

I’ve tried.

-S.

Magic Eight Ball.

Will we stay friends?

Maybe.

Are we at the end?

You bet, baby.

Does he love me?

No.

Should I stay?

Go.

Is there someone else?

It’s all a little hazy.

Is she prettier?

Stop being crazy.

What about wittier?

Look, it will get better, but it’s about to get shittier.

–S.

In a field of dandelions.

I’m standing in the middle of a field,

making wishes,

dandelion one,

dandelion two,

dandelion three.

I wish slow.

I wish fast.

I wish for us to last.

I wish on dandelion four,

dandelion five,

dandelion six,

but there is no quick fix.

I’m standing in the middle of a field,

reaching for dandelion seven,

eight,

and nine,

I can still make you mine.

–S.