(nov 6)
you desired hunger
and i think we're star-crossed lovers
that haven't gotten their souls tied yet
my throat is in a knot
and you think my saccharine
words don't mean a lot
but i say we're star-crossed lovers
and that's already saying too much.
he smirks as he clutched
my swollen heart
and even when i cried blue agony
he held it tighter in his
fist until it
slipped off the edge of
mother nature's last fit.
we're too young to act
this mature so kiss my
childlike lips and let
your teeth sink in on
the bottom one
if you're feeling
a little bold.
you broke your fingers so
he could handwrite her a note
that came from within his heart
but who knew that the fires
crackling in a living room wasn't
enough for you.
thought you said
you'd give up rubies for me
make 'em swim down your
body like it's the last thing
you'd want to do
they were fake, weren't they?
just save me the truth
and lie into my mouth instead
i can feel your breath behind my ear
would you mind if i tug
at your hair like a cyclone
for a while?
i think it's the only thing
keeping me sane.
so maybe we're not star-crossed
lovers after all but i'd still
like to think that we are
even when i notice every
mondegreen she never
gave a second thought about
you still gaze at her with sagebrushes
against your cheek so i'll
stay hidden in my own penumbra
crying in dirty stalls
not being able to wait
to go home to brew space
and oceans together in my cauldron
just to get bored wide eyes
looking at my direction.
