what i was doing instead of learning

"...The pressure to amend what is inherently gorgeous...Recognize your right to PUSH BACK." (Common Market)

ahem...I wrote sum poetry today...in math class.

wanna read???

ok. here goes.

Can't fix what is inherently flawless.
Like brushstrokes and backstrokes of pens on canvas paper pourous passion thru the words in her hands.
What she says rings in my head.
What she says is wind instruments in her throat...
Flawless...I need nothing else.

Can't amend what is inherently gorgeous.
The sun in the sky and the look in her eyes
She gave me that feeling that made touch the ceiling
(Everything shes doing got me cheesin...=P)
Went through jumped through bypassed all the meanings that could have and should have been our beginnings...
All that mattered was hands on thighs fingers in hair
And sighs...

Sighs that left us breathless and high...

Can't fix what is inevitable.

Desire.
And I need nothing else.