Soft days 2

Soft days 2

Because the days come and go

But forever remains the same

I know where good things comes from
I know where good things comes from
I know where good things comes from

From the apple pie in kitchen
From the cocktail party I had last night
From a milkshake made by my crush …
The sugar and ice twisting my hormones into lunatics
I know where good things comes from
It’s from books that smell like books
And the dusty smell of rain on dry land
It’s from hoping on square shapes drawn on sandy grounds.
It’s from the laughter of the boy with a gigantic belly filled with melons
From my lover’s perfume and scent
And the strain I have on my sheets when he flips me over to scream and shake
I know where good things comes from
From soft kisses around my neck while I practice being an algama lizard .

I know where good things come from
It’s God letting my father die
I now sleep peacefully at night with no strain to my butthole,
Prospering in my academics like no tomorrow.
I know where good things come from
It’s from the well in my heart of hearts
Making me smile all my life.

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