Saturday, June 23, 2012

...On the Beauty of Your Stink

I love your stink

I love yo funky armpits

I love the very salt in your sweat

Because I love the soul it emanates from

The DNA held between walls of skin

The hypnotic imperfection of your being

The very quirks that make you, you

Its all jazz to me, love, honestly

Even at its most stank