Sincerely, Jennifer x

Black and white,

basked in moonlight,

monochrome mistress,

of my ungranted wishes,

I am in the garden,

guarding my heart from your head full of hopes and dreams.

I have been seen,

by the stars,

staring at a telephone,

that projects classic scenes,

black and white,

like me,

trains and roaring lions,

and a kiss,

that could belong to us,

if I only had the nerve,

to give my heart,

to the intentions and attentions of your brain.

I am at home with the horror of heartbreak,

breaking my own heart,

with my own hands,

keeping her locked away,

black and white,

black and blue.

She’s too sweet,

for the dusky,

beaten up streets,

she’s been buried,

under her own unrealistic expectations,

living underneath the underground,

where she was first split,

spilling all across the tracks,

until I picked her up,

patching her up,

promising that I would keep her safe,

but…

You are looming in the doorway,

drumming your fingers on the frame,

tempting me,

with a trail of torrential trailers,

of our forever love together,

and I followed it…

Goodness, gracious, Gretal,

here we go again.

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