Poem For Naomi

I once saw you under a little willow tree slightly resembling a tree but maybe not real-ly...

oh, if i was a pop star we could go really far like europe shup shup

and maybe i'd fall in love with a great baby blue glove and we'd top each other like your mother all night all night without a fight right right

hot in the desert hot like m-zzz-att i'm like dr. seuss except really loose naomis' a duckling much like a fuckling

so lets write love poems and show them where we are goin'

we're going to chicago we're going to lay low we're going to tennesee we're going to stay on our knees we're going to oregon to shake our bon-bons

but this is about naomi and i'm being a phony

i wish not to be a fake so naomi is like a lake

the blue in her thighs is much like the blue in anothers eyes and i realize that if she was circumsized- i could not love her.

but since she lives a life of wealth and purity i since to her so furiously

oh naomi oh naomi oh naomi po naomi sho .... naomi...

you are like a dead salmon not a rottin' ham-in under my pillow you are vanilla-o

my baby girl with lackin' curls

you're my best friend until the end!!

-love. dove. hove.(a) <3-rachel

 my ebony-teared smiling-in-her-sleep girl sways so beautiful. spicy
 sweet and glass-hearted and her lips turn up when her heart feels 
 warm and wet and she smells like the air after an ocean storm... a 
 delicious soft-centered drip-love hero girl. she screams so loud and 
 cries so hard and i can't understand why she's draining her beauty. 
 her ivory arms bury her face and her laughter eyes don't blink back 
 what threatens to pour out. my midnight-run girl lays on the cold 
 concrete and curses like a wound that won't heal and counts on her 
 fingers the times her heart has been broken by boys who don't 
 deserve what she has, boys who don't deserve what she gave them. 
 she's a cooler-than-cool girl, hip to it all and giggling girlishly 
 in the right places. her eyes glow so bright in the dark i swear 
 they've been enchanted by a wicked witch my angel-winged peace 
 princess just for away from. i am kneeling in front of her and she 
 is touching my head as if blessing me. i am standing in the corner 
 with her; love, light and beauty-life. 

   --ali