hey arc

An archer, archer of art chore, did you eat your banana? I bought them for you

You know, I’m thinking of passing by the store when I stumbled upon this creamed yogurt! It’s mango!

On high night, the sale is on fire like a bar to hang with,

so, I entered and browse from title to siren,

wondering what stories you want to travel in.

Walking, eating these strawberries that you might love,

I saw a station supplied inside, you like stationaries? Uh-huh

perhaps some addition to your collective notebooks?

or a file organizer to ripped off and play with?

what do you think? This planner? Do you like binders?

I guess I’ll go with this board and sticky notes.

Wait, do you dream? That’s lame, I mean,

might want to check out this journal, perhaps?

Touched, light bees, pinned canvas

and bought shaded pens, pencils, oil pastels,

don’t worry, I’ll test them first because before,

I painted your hair with the brush I bought for you.

I hope you don’t mind seeing your signature on my frames.

You know I’m thinking if you’re back again with your obsession.

I’ve seen somebody wearing pun shaded earrings and I get envy about it,

I want to see it with you, not from somebody else’s.

Outfits on mannequins’ is much better on you,

maybe the store’s not sailing because it’s on the wrong body.

I checked on you last night and I got a little peek on your neck,

so, I bought some laces and bracelets.

I hope you don’t mind the spoil tolling to add some collection

Lately, you’re dreaming being tired, so I prepared a milk for you,

I know you’ll frown but you also know that I’ll just chuckle to dodge,

I love it, I love you.

Yeah, anyway, I stole this nail polisher from that store,

yeah, just kidding,

perhaps, you don’t mind?

Let me soak that, paint this, while you rest, vibe, and glow baby.

Chill.

dada