Poetry By Porcelain Prince

Let's Play Fate

Let's play fate.
I'll be up in the clouds as I kiss your skin.
Tied up tongues. Loving sin.
I'll be flying high as I kiss you low.
I'll trace the outline of your Cupid's bow.
I'll be in the clouds chasing the sunset.
Clutching the sheets as you're feeling wet.

Let's play fate.
This time you'll be high and I'll be low.
This time he will trace your Cupid's bow.
I'll be burning up beneath the ground.
He'll bite your lip like a hungry hound.
I'll be clutching my chest as I feel you forgetting me.
Then I'll plunge lower through the burning sea.

Let's play fate.
You won't remember the way you felt.
You won't remember how my waterfall of words made your heart melt.
As you feel his touch I'll remember yours.
He'll graze your jaw feeling it's contours.

Let's play fate.
You will be over what we had.
I'll be burning alive.
No words to describe how the pain hurts so bad.
I will be a distant memory.
The only fountain of youth I'll drink from will be Hennessy.