Pop Art Romance

“Are you the creator of worlds?”

she asked, as she devoured my

words in soft balloons of comic

sans serif.

“So many ways to taste you.”

she sighed, and bit into my

devotions like a ripe peach.

Her Lichtensten skin and

baby blue spotted tears

smelled of paper and dust

and time and was oh-so


“You make me ache in a

bittersweet way.” she whispered

as I created a world all for

her on loose leaf paper and

castaway bar napkins.



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