Sincerely, Jennifer x

We meet at midnight and you are full of fever.

My heart is candy floss and lollipops,

a sweet soul that your are transfixed on taking,

with your wide, wolf eyes and your charming drawl.

I rap my manicure against your office door,

nails bathed in black paint,

your favourite colour,

and I taste like all your favourite flavours,

so you tell me,

as you yell for me to let myself in.

I have been letting myself into your life for a long time now,

never staying very long,

so that you’ll be left longing,

salivating as the sun goes down.