Your graceful touch
Your gentle ways
Your sparkling eyes
Linger for days
Inside my head
Under my skin
Inside my mind
Sensating passion
Your sacred kiss
Is tainted with
Forgotten bliss
Ungodliness
Comtemplate the meaning of it all
I know you won't catch me when I fall
You're sick of me, sick to death
Watching me draw my last breath...
Watched me fly
Into ceiling strips
Now repulsed by the taste of your lips
Falling from sky
Slunk downstairs
Into a basement
Cold and scarce
But I'm too strong
I won't collapse
I'll pull you down with me
For the big snap
Comtemplate the meaning of it all
I know you won't catch me when I fall
You're sick of me, sick to death
Watching me draw my last breath...
It's been four days.