Katherine Kiss Me

Katherine, kiss me Slippy little lips will split me Split me where your eye won’t hit me Yes, I love you— I mean I, I'd love to get to know you Sometimes I say the stupid things I think— I mean I, sometimes I think the stupidest things Oh and do you ever wonder How the boy feels? Katherine, kiss me Flick your cigarette, then kiss me Flick your eyes at mine so briefly Your leather jacket lies in sticky pools of cider, blackberry You glance a ricochet from every alpha male behind me Eyes like marbles on a washing machine Oh and do you ever wonder How the boy feels? Katherine, kiss me In the alleyway by jakeys Jacking in the sodium light Yes, I love you— I mean I, I mean I need to love And though your opened eyes stay bored upon the overflowing pipes above me Tonight, I don’t mind Because I never wonder How the girl feels