No matter how long you sink your palms into the barbed wire of her cheekbones
You'll come out bleeding one way or another
I think my legs around your waist will be the best part about waking up
And the worst will be reminiscing it a few months later when I'm all alone
Your veins are so prominent like your opinion on war
And looking into your eyes is glaring into the barrel of a gun
I'm not sure when they'll go off but I will wait patiently
I will appreciate you
Because you are beauty and that is something I've never been recognized by