What I Miss the Most and Memorial

What I Miss the Most

  Her face was flawless
  Her lush lips frame chipper teeth
  So plump... oh her kiss!
  Her lips more than anything make my heart beat
  But her eyes
6  Her eyes are piercing
  Round and brown, boisterous and beautiful lies
  She bites my nose ring
  Her smell
  Always sensuous and sweet
  Her voice frail
12  I miss anything she said to me
  Her body
  Oh my god her stomach and arms
  Her hands, ass, legs, armpits... her nostrils are godly
  Oh her smile's entrancing evil charm
  ...
18 Fuck it
  What I truly miss the most are her tits

(Boyle Heights, Los Angeles, USA)

Memorial

  I am not a painter
  I needed a release
  Another release
  I love what I do
  But I needed something new
6  A novice at best
  I love the canvas
  A new anchor