Oh, Foolish.
Blatantly sarcastic painted plastered scars.
Brilliantly colored friction of fractions in the fiction
Of imaginary fairytale landscapes in the
Black of your eyes.
Ambiguity within a sphere of
Perfect articulation..
So swallow your injuries with sedatives
We’re dancing tonight.
Faithless stars flicker in our face-off
Of foul words and splintered vertebrae.
And when you kick off your shoes
Know you’re staying
In this room for two.
But only for as long as you’d like.
The ocean is too broad and wide
And your eyes can wander waking wishful
Wistful thoughts of whatever you
Want to do.
And when you go, I’ll miss you.
Listen faintly for your breathing..
Still believing.
You’re always breathtaking.
© 2007 Evil
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