11-13-2025, 09:08 AM
Oxana
Her cheeks were like pigeons humming.
Like hummingbirds, her eyes took space
to heart—like a goddamn mumming.
At first, she wasn't for chumming.
A keen nose scents mischief through grace.
Her cheeks were like pigeons humming.
Woeful humour, callous plumbing,
with gulping timing, kept her pace—
by heart like a goddamn mumming.
Cut spiteful deals, candid slumming;
though, like her stubborn name, saved face.
Her cheeks were like pigeons humming.
Each month, she debuted, becoming
a pixie with heartstrings that lace
your heart with that goddamn mumming.
How she mimed a lasso, summing
each blink into another chase . . .
Her cheeks were like pigeons humming
by heart—like a goddamn mumming.
Her cheeks were like pigeons humming.
Like hummingbirds, her eyes took space
to heart—like a goddamn mumming.
At first, she wasn't for chumming.
A keen nose scents mischief through grace.
Her cheeks were like pigeons humming.
Woeful humour, callous plumbing,
with gulping timing, kept her pace—
by heart like a goddamn mumming.
Cut spiteful deals, candid slumming;
though, like her stubborn name, saved face.
Her cheeks were like pigeons humming.
Each month, she debuted, becoming
a pixie with heartstrings that lace
your heart with that goddamn mumming.
How she mimed a lasso, summing
each blink into another chase . . .
Her cheeks were like pigeons humming
by heart—like a goddamn mumming.