Last NightLast night.Again I find the need,These keys within reach.We were just talking I swear,I'm scared to tell what came next.For I truly know nor love or lust,I settle for indifference.I don't know any better.He takes my face in his hands,Holds me there,I won't let go,Even though I'm so scared.That you see right through me.He won't let up,And that Is strange,His lips are usually his last resort,We all know what comes first.Last night,I almost died,While we were talking.
TwistedTwisted LoveCreating a wall Over the circumstances We had createdThis is supposed to be Funny- right?I'm unsureOf what could be A safe havenYou crawl inside me I climb aboveSo all you can see is my heartEye levelCause you miss the knowledgeEscapingThe lips you kissAnd hold on to With yoursIf you listen closelyThey mumbleAgainstYour conditionsSo what does it mean to youDo you wish me To controlMy premonitionsMy life's workNot to followWhen I kiss the skyHigh above The high you bleedIn these twisted WallsThat do not connect usThat I must seep throughWith my semi-soiledHands
FlyFor all the promises brokenLies spokenA canyon built inside my mindNow jumpFeel the wind,The artificial airOh how it smells so sweetMy tongue strains My lips swellAnd I drink you.Sugar waterA salt washOr are those my tears,Pounding against the thrumming of my ears.Scraping against your fleshClawing at your faceAn explosion when it goesA canyon.And I fly,When I think.
Off Screen LoverThere is a window, futuristic whitePunctuated by the caress of your wordsThat both kiss me and slap me at the same timeAnd where I save the flutter of butterfliesFrom escaping onto the other side.