Feb 20, 2004 01:28
No talking
Angel.
Together and apart we've both spoken enough
Love stirred by confusion in motion
Between your tears falling from you into me
And the worth of a touch
The cost of real love.
Kiss me
Angel.
So warm and for the first time
First time in a thousand or so years
Reasoning and seduction were left in the side pocket
In my pants on the tiled bathroom floor
Far from serenity, rippling no hope.
Be passionate
Angel.
Floor boards creak as I creep down the hall
Door handle rusty, hinges unoiled
Covers on the mattress
Up to your head and my body
You back pinned to my chest.
Stay true
Angel.
An unspoken sign of affection doused with concealer
Lipstick missing and eyeliner streaked
Pain splotched on both of our delicatly chipped faces
In muddled affairs
Stars in your eyes glitter from lust and death falls in love slowly.
Hold my hand
Angel.
We will find a way
I told you
I promise.