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Sick Of It
I’m sick of the way you smile at me,softly,like you can’t see what it does to me,lazily leaning against the table with a tempting glance,just a flicker of fantastical torture from the eyes that have owned me since the moment we met…I’m sick of it. I’m sick of the way your laughter fills the room,finding…
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Road Safety (Or Lack Thereof)
Stuck on my innocence,you were struck by my insouciance as I danced across a dangerously busy road,handbag dangling from my wrist,the handles clattering against my ever growing collection of colourful bracelets,crying cars weaving all around me,as my sense of adventure devoured my sense of self preservation. You’re beyond,and I’m bored of pretending otherwise.I cross the…
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You’ll Never Stop Me From Loving You
The world is upside down,but my disagreements with gravity are finally at an end.I am stable under your stare,reading your body language as you read Burns by the fireplace,eyes over your glasses and over the pages,all over me,and I’m weak at the knees,weak in my weathered soul at the thought of your hands abandoning your…
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Too Close
I didn’t mean to make my way back to this place,but beyond my best intentions,behind my back,my fingers were crossed,and I was awake, for just a second. I am inches from all that I fear,and I feel nothing.I got my licence,just so I could show the shop assistant how well I’m ageing,when I buy juice…
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They Say That I’m Cold And Unfeeling
My passions run deep.I am devoted to desire,drunk on our last kissand each inch of me aches for more.I am faithful but full of fire,dangerous but a damsel,dropping in and out of a dream,but always offering my hand,offering my lips,offering my soul to you.