Autumn's 10 word

[rocketpockets]

Fallen

fall for your eyes
refuse to love me
i like it that way
sugar sweet smell on your neck
it triggers how things went
how they are supposed to be
i do not regret kissing him
with his olive hands slipping up my dress
latching onto the perfect kiss
the perfect drug
as i sing the dulcet sad song
the moon has a crescent loneliness
and nothing else matters
as you casually walk away
breaking away
as the bridge to my heart collapse and dissipates
watch me fall
watch me fall, hard
onto your lips
like the thimble to your heart
sewn in increments
i am splattered against your kiss.