back door delinquency

tessalations are what she scrawled

across my sky at night

badly tempered discolorations

her own aurora borealis

i light up at the thought of you

fire breathing in nose

out mouth

come around little girl

give me the opportunity to love you

rings orbiting like saturn in the

night sky

within her own physical forcefield

she resides

i stand holding my telescope and patiently

waiting beyond the lines of an

impenatrable fortress

desperately searching for the key