Dropping shards
Of a stain glass love in bloom
About to start
When these eyes
Cut through like diamonds to your heart
Dear
Whatever is on your mind
We can leave it at the door
Our curtain call moment is worth so much more
U've got My missing pieces and
I've got Urs
This poem...
Across all Ur world,
My tongue, these words, will carve
Prick Thy little finger
...
Pretty girl, U can be the bandage wrapped around my finger
They tell of tales of youthful vigor
Love unrequited,
And parting ways to leave them bitter
I can do you so much better
I'll strike you on Ur cheek if U even look away for just a second
U can take a bite of Me and drink from heaven all the nectar
This fallen angel yearns for a leather jacket out of U for countless stories left to whether together
Hell has been...
An unexpected prerequisite reconciliation
Of two lovers living exiled, under jurisdiction
And just one Casanova
To stir the flames for just a while
And U and I will be left in reminisce...
...
This ring of purgatory,
We will wonder around yet again...
Hanging on by the edge of that one last
"True Lover's Kiss"
And a night to truly remember
Forever...
What a twist...
Oh....
What a twist.....
©palewriter
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