Here, as the last line opens the first time I've decided to take some care. It's not all that easy, fighting the part of me that would shrink and
You?re the perfect confrontational excuse of mine. Silence keeps us alive. Sugar-coating every parting of my lips down. No use, no point to ever make
last prize is pushing the envelope, the envelope. She's in your sights, this one last prize, your out to "win her" This one last prize is pushing the envelope, the envelope
Summer kisses autumn from behind. I wish the heat we had would remind you of how devoted I can be to your eyes as they stare at me, loving what they
I never meant to expose you but you look so good sitting on my sleeve. My need for control battling my need to feel body heat. Dreaming the impossible