i fell for his dangerface instantly.
stripping my inhibitions i look sideways,
hitch up my skirt and climb through
the dilated windows of his soul.
i fell for his fresh from treatment face addictively.
the twitches still itching his skin as i watch
him swap one addiction for another,
wishing he’d swap it for me.
i fell for his stubbleface co-dependently.
we clung to each other from the ceiling
then crashed into a crazy love,
hating every minute of it.
i fell for the back of his head gratefully.
we couldn’t remember the words so
the music stopped playing,
and goodbye ran away before i had time to wave.
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