mouth feel


︎︎︎ Alyssa Gengos

︎ Mar 1, 2025

my patience is wearing thin because you washed it too many times on hot
I told you, tap cold please

I can feel the morning dew on my skin
like you touched me and wrote your name with your fingers on my window

I was just admiring the scenery
you could hold me while I shiver
I’m growing moss, and that’s the truth

I asked you to keep my name out of your mouth,
but all press is good press

















Alyssa Gengos writes love letters and other songs in Los Angeles.