Cartoon Crush
She feels a rush.
The wind moves like a pen
Creating; animation.
Dipping into rainbows
Like a paintbrush in a rodeo;
Drawing his cartoon crush,
& animating his pearlescent love.
Only dreams & technology can glimpse
This love that is wow;
Their love that is now.
Her hair
Is like a rainy night,
Dripping wet
And shining bright.
Her skin is oiled.
Her puppy eyes
And kitten face,
Wom...
Sunday 3rd February 2019 4:06 am
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