still trying..

[ohsevenatenine]

blue roses tickle bare pink flesh,
belly buttons collapse to create
magestic rib cage caves-
the perfect fit for anothers tummy.
whispered wishes blow
and land in secret gardens.
stolen sweets from bubble gum lips
capture words unspoken.
hence laugh lines crinkle, and
laughter fit for gods music fills
the heavens.
there's no gypsy of the sea
with metallic armor, as safe as me.