~Sappy Daze~ Day 16

From Your Secret Admirer Probably

I like your smile:
the way it crinkles your eyes at the end
like an elderly person’s 
despite your youthful face. 

It makes me dream 
we’ll grow old together,
like your overworn white tee 
that I wore too:
I liked how the shirt smelled of you.

Your scent makes me hungry.

I can keep my hunger at bay by listening 
to my favorite piece on repeat: 
a cacophony of a symphony 
performed by our starving bodies. 
The melody of our groans and 
the rich vibrato of our stomachs
harmonize beautifully. Our laughter: 
the percussive and catchy beat.

I think we should become music majors. 

That way our starvation for 
one another will forever 
play in a cannon 
more famous than D.

- Sappy