The way you and I dance over bottles of wine plants the thought of forever in my mind.
We escape into pockets of time created for only you and I, what we do will remain in our memories and replayed only when we’re back in those pockets of time.
Spinning my web and being trapped by your Venus, wrapped in the minora of your flora.
In the blind chase of something else I allowed life to strip you from my fingers, and now I’m just mad at myself I guess. This is my hell…
Fulfilling its cravings. Even though our trips to the moon always ends in fuck you. The truth is you’re my favorite poison.
Just imagine if we got along as well as our demons. How the mornings would begin and where the nights would end.
You pull me in and I get trapped in that moment. Your artful seduction is so hard to get away from.
I grow tired ofFilling the spaces whereYou’re supposed to be.When they leaveWhat creeps backNext to me areWhat if and If only.And neither is much company. What If you fell on meLike drops of summer rain,Cool and calming.If I caressed your skinLike the warmth of the sunOver the chill of the morning. Moving from one to […]
I can’t getYou out of my mind,And there’s no explanation why.I cycle through all I must doAnd then right back to you.Lately, that’s howI’ve spent my time. “Beware”,So said the scorpion.“Beware of entering my den”. Is that it,Was I stung then?And is this your venom?I’m not sureIf I should be scared or excitedBecause this feelsLike […]