hairlove

beach 2
@snapshotsteve


i love the smell of your hair before i sleep,
but i can’t sleep with hair in front of me.

i love the feeling of grass between my toes,
the yielding of sand underneath my weight,
but grass makes me itch, and sand gets
fucking everywhere.

i love the smell of your hair when we’re in bed,
even though it tries to suffocate me dead.

i’m in love with sours and sweets.
you can see that passion
through the holes
punched through my teeth.

i love the smell of your hair
when you toss and turn closer to me,
and i notice because
i’m wide-the-fuck awake
thinking about how i love the smell of your hair,
but i hate being touched when i’m laying in bed.

i love the feeling of falling in love.
i love when it’s in my face, suffocating me.
i love when love tosses and turns
and corners me on my side of the bed.

i love being in love before i sleep,
but i can’t sleep with hair in front of me.

“hairlove”
©Steven Cuenca

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