SIR RICHARD'S

by LUSCIOUS SKIN

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SIR RICHARD'S

Tigers sitting on their heels
Just like I was, just sitting on their heels.
I like all the things you are
Whiskey drinker, handsome, at the bar.
Nestled into booths and chairs
With layers shed, in public we undress.
With the evening ripening
The season's fruit is tempting gravity.

Waiting like a trumpet set a-tilt upon the wall,
Cold like metal mouthpiece to the lips of someone tall,
Watching people stick straws into drinks and stir up fights,
Eyes, they dart around the room to land on hair, lip, thighs.

Rooms are always lit up red
Her red barrette is plastic, oh so kitsch.
We wait languid as a peach
A peach to pluck and suckle every each.
Knees from underneath of hems
All around the room, they straighten and they bend.
Tight, tight pants and cigarettes
Let's not forget we kissed before we met.

Waiting like a trumpet set a-tilt upon the wall,
Cold like metal mouthpiece to the lips of someone tall,
Watching people stick straws into drinks and stir up fights,
Eyes, they dart around the room to land on hair, lip, thighs.

Tigers sitting on their heels
Just like I was, just sitting on their heels.
I like all the things you are
In the winter, a sprig of juniper.
Crushed between two fingertips
Up to a nose, I never thought of this.
How cold weather keeps us warm
Inside the arms of others barely known.

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released August 28, 2014
Written and performed by Luscious Skin

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Elizabeth LoPiccolo, Rhys Ziemba, Ryne Ziemba, Kyle Combs

New York City

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