By ZoE
Date: 18 September 1998

dAiSy MiLk

he kneads me to bake a cake
of magnolia and dandylions
my imperfection as chipped glass
my lips aren't fit to crawl up his front steps
but he kneads me
he needs me
we are so lonely
i bang on his door
i know he wants me to
'cause when i knock on his door like a label whore
and he pulls my hands and body into his room
we kiss so passionately
but tommorow he won't know my name
but he's beautiful
i dance to the beat of his heart
his comets collide with my innocence
and he knows it too
but i now the neighbors are gonna ask
when they hear us banging against the glass
but for the night i'll be his label whore