Lena, I promise you they’re not as sweet as you think. Sugar wouldn’t melt on my tongue.

Did you know, Poison Ivy used to **** people with her kisses?..
Don’t tell my father, but Maybe, just maybe I do the same?
I’m sorry, Lena I’m so, so sorry... I don’t mean to be icy,
but I see that my breath on your skin gives you chills. And your arresting hazel eyes, well,
they just stare at that forbidden place don’t they? Are girls even allowed to kiss?

Lena, your hands move my night gown so softly across my skin. & I let you kiss me everywhere,
just not the rose petals upon my mouth. I promise you don’t want to touch me there, please,
I destroy everyone they touch.

I see you bite your lip
and it’s the sweetest cry of rebellion.
Maybe one day when the stars aren’t so perfect,
then you & I will be.

Every tree begins as a seed
Every revolution is formed by a need
Any man can see the demands
But the legends of the future are the ones making plans

Sometimes life has a funny little way
Of making the darkest night brighter than day

Blonde on black
And she’s on the attack
Black on white
And she’s ready to fight
White on blue
And she’s coming for you
Blue on red
And you’re already dead