like solid gold out on a windowsill 

taking sips of summer

you’re my window, open on a sunny day 

you are little mutterings made by

children playing cops and robbers, 

parents watching them like hawks, 

ice cream trucks pulling in,

cones and strawberry swirls.

sleep a little more sugar, we’ll wake up in another five

eat a little more baby, we’ll make your favorite 

take a little more darling, take all of me if you need it (i don’t care for what) 

take take take 

you are gold against white or black, 

i’m all yours, i’m all yours

you cruel piece of shit

i’m 

 yours,,

   yours,,,

     yours.