Jezebel
He speaks with softspoken sneers behind his teeth
And smiles only when he pleases.
The lullabies he sings do not caress his lips, rather,
They are amplified by the intensity of his eyes--
So deeply dark and brown, they swallow and breathe.
Music pours from fingertips, gliding along strings
That are tense with the expression he pushes onto shoulders.
I feel myself decomposing into his notes
Becoming disfigured with the strangeness of the melody he sends me.
HAVE ALL THE UPFRONT, NON-ALOOF ROMANTICS DROPPED OFF THE FACE OF THIS PLANET???? I HATE DOIN' ALL THE WORK, BITCHES.
And smiles only when he pleases.
The lullabies he sings do not caress his lips, rather,
They are amplified by the intensity of his eyes--
So deeply dark and brown, they swallow and breathe.
Music pours from fingertips, gliding along strings
That are tense with the expression he pushes onto shoulders.
I feel myself decomposing into his notes
Becoming disfigured with the strangeness of the melody he sends me.
HAVE ALL THE UPFRONT, NON-ALOOF ROMANTICS DROPPED OFF THE FACE OF THIS PLANET???? I HATE DOIN' ALL THE WORK, BITCHES.