to love me more
Don’t rush anythingYour hands fail to graspIn fearful insecurity of its vanishment
Lads flaunt their love by words
Get up!Get up!
but I don’t want to
There were two greedy rats as greedy as they can be.
Born into a world he knows nothing about.
I missed a blank page staring at my face
It was when he was ranting about random
stuff that I found him beautiful.
As the S U N shined upon him I noticed his glistering deep dark black.
It was beautiful.
Can’t get enough
Even the scent of you draws me in
Where do you end
And I begin
We are fools for tryingWising up our wildWhen on the weekend’s cribOur beasts we layTo feel the weightOf being mundane