(no subject)
knuckle plant on chin & toes to the nose. it's all you live for; it's what fuels the fire you use to warm your heart. it's all you have, it's all a lie. a broken nose & two cracked ribs; you don't even care to measure your damage. who would? another blow to the head; a knock-out.
& you breathe. in a moment you've dusted it aside. your work of art & eternal undoing. it's all you have.
it's a thousand degrees in january today, but it's all in my mind & contained in another's heart. i can't help but sense it's blaze.
it's plain as day when your standing helpless there beside me.
it's black as night & white as fire. & though i may feel the fever, you're swimming in lava.
i'd blow you a kiss so you could taste my feelings, but they would be overrun by another kind of love.
& you breathe. in a moment you've dusted it aside. your work of art & eternal undoing. it's all you have.
it's a thousand degrees in january today, but it's all in my mind & contained in another's heart. i can't help but sense it's blaze.
it's plain as day when your standing helpless there beside me.
it's black as night & white as fire. & though i may feel the fever, you're swimming in lava.
i'd blow you a kiss so you could taste my feelings, but they would be overrun by another kind of love.