Love Medley

Starts in the chest
like an electric
guitar blowing
through the veins.

The palms sweat
from the warmth
of the drumming
against the bones.

When the music
lasts long enough
to call is something
sex is where the
bassing happens.

Light it up, baby
light it up until
every head in the
audience bobbles
in front of the
neon lights tonight.

Written by: Flose Boursiquot, July 8th
Inspired by: AWALL instrumental medley

If

If I had you as my own, I’d love you like
the moon kisses the sun day after day
I’d sprinkle compliments on your pillow
and drown your bath water in beauty

If I had you as my own, every song on
the radio would be your favorite and I’d
know just what to play when your face
creases in that way I don’t like and I’d
know the right beats to match your
Saturday night hip

If I had you as my own, I’d love you
honestly—without chains and
these daydreams would end in late
night kisses by your side.

Written by: Flose Marie Yardley Boursiquot