maiden, knight
dirty gold
a groan, a wish
a peachy kiss
thats what
her café du lait eyes
milk out of you
she'll make your insides
as fizzy as cherry cola
her face is not
red with anger
its bubbling with joy
she's always searching
its a craving she denies
whenever she graces
her mirror
the perfect jawline
and eyebrow
the plumpest lips and
thigh gaps that
the boys never forget
she keeps the very things murdering her closer
than her beating heart
but she insists its
whats keeping her alive
what kills you
makes you stronger, she says
she picks roses from her nightmares and
watches herself die
over and over again
but its okay
Its okay to say its OK.
Is being OK always okay?
he shoves cigarettes
and hellfire into his mouth
and wonders if Lucifer
would pick his call 'cos
he wants
a one way ticket to hell
auburn boy with
gangly limbs, he's broken
so many hearts its
almost routine
like watching the sun
rise in the east
he sits cross-legged on
the glittering sands of
the beach and
he waits for someone
to tell him his abs are
great then he'll smile
his caramel smile
he's beautiful when he smiles
of course his smiles
always mesmerizes
the prettiest ones
he pricks his fingers
and watches them bleed
his blood is mercury
bobbing and sliding down
his chocolate skin
his teeth is copper
and his heart is titanium
and he feels no pain when he wrenches it out of his
chest and points it
at the crimson sky
what makes you think
he'll feel anything when
he does the same to you?
-there may be a million alternate realities but adam will always eat the forbidden fruit.