Tuesday, 1 May 2012

It wasn't just my breath you stole,
but my heart, it now belongs to you
I love your lips,
the way they stretch,
your teeth and the way you mess
Me up inside
so I can't think
Your sapphire eyes that make me
blink
the vacancy of your stare that makes me
think
that you're not here, so I
keep
you cold, and still lying next to me

and even though you cannot feel,
I know you like it, when I steal
a kiss from those
splendid lips
my warm hand, upon
your hips
and I wont apologise, wont say
"sorry"
I distinctly remember you saying

You'd love me
"over your dead body."

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