PINK CREATIVE CORNER: ‘Flower children’ / ‘Just a Crush’
Alice Watkinson, Molly Evans
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“Flower children” – Alice Watkinson
you are not stunted there is no need to arch and bend and fold and crease cup your bruised knees and stop repenting for you are an extension of the world and the air repeats itself through you you’re not transparent nor extraordinary allow yourself to twist to the sun and let it seep into the spaces between your cells there are hearts to break and women to love and violets to brush up against your ankles there’s sex to be had and gin to burn your lips and sky that stretches and stretches the universe may not expand just so it can keep holding you after all we’re just ants under the toes of giants but I was once told that while there’s air to breathe there’s love to feel and maybe one day we’ll believe it
“Just a Crush” – Molly Evans
Your eyes open up a whirlpool Inside my worst intentions, all sense Seamlessly slips away. My pinprick skin reddens on point Every single time I sense Your precious, lingering stare, Far across the room.
And if this tension is Just a product of my mind, Then God, by God, How lucky am I To hold you in my dreams tonight.
I know you know I’m jealous, Throwing me these signs You play me like a fiddle, And I’ll listen every time; Your laugh is my Own melody; looping soft Stolen touches, frozen in time.
Possessive, I’m possessive, In this new forbidden land; I tried to mask my feelings With my head deep in the sand, But if we met tomorrow And you let me in your life, I’d merge our souls together, In pleasure intertwined; As one we’d fight the quarrel boughs And dance in the night.