You thawed a frozen heart
You cooled down boiling blood
The temperature of my soul
like a little girl with locks of gold
has found the place between hot and cold

A little egg begins to roll
Her light yellow body jiggles above pink cushions
Like a volcano, her form is on the verge of eruption
Our poor little egg closes her eyes and realizes a sense of primal futility
Molten tears burn her plump cheeks as they fall
They burn with frustration’s poisonous touch

Outside, the sky hums its smooth, silky night
In stark contrast, of course, to our poor little egg

Her screams seize attention and demand nourishment,
be it edible or otherwise
Her feathery hair, shining blackish brown, is nowhere near as lengthy as it is now
Her tiny little feet have grown to a size 8 and a half but are still adorable to me
Her ocular chocolates, orbs of pure warmth, look straight into the camera with matured defiance

A look my girlfriend hypnotizes me with even today

On the edge, I feel a gust of wind splinter
It chills me like an icy hug from Old Man Winter

I see my target now
And to the Gods of frost, I begin a bow

He is my nemesis, a slimy thief
He stole her heart and left me a receipt of grief

She holds his arm, crystal love in her eyes
Beholding this sight, righteous rage starts to fly

I bound towards them, a hateful beast
My hunger for revenge awaiting its feast

I nudge her aside, unwilling for her harm
I look into my enemy’s mind, seeing the oceans of hollow charm

Unto him, I will unleash my pain
The need for catharsis has driven me insane

My love barely manages to scream, “Darling, please!...”
*I severed his throat like swiftest breeze

I see a sheet of moonlight shine on the drops of water
It looks as if streams of longs diamonds are piercing me

The entire sky resembles my skin
Everything feels familiarly cold
Plants wither and animals flee with every step taken

I lost my true love long ago

Unabashedly innocent, she bore the same scars as I
Unequivocally forgiving, she took my dark origins in stride

For her existence, I would battle both the blessed and the ******
For her soul, I would fight until my last breath
and then eternity afterwards

Devotion has no jurisdiction
Having scoured the heavens,
my search takes me to the pit

I dip my toe into the abyss as it shifts
Hell drags me into the fray
Her sweet eyes on my mind,
I dive into the fiery bays

The rain is almost silent with its stealthy pattering
I can still decipher our little song though
The rhythm of the drops is a mirror of my heartbeat
This road is empty in the dark leaving me to tear myself apart
Deconstructing what makes me whole and putting the pieces back once more
Ripped pieces of flesh shoddily sown together

Street lights shine dimly in the downpour
Even they are victim to the dark
If only the water could clean me anew
The distance from this mess would be welcomed
but here I am left to deal with the fallout of consequences
Time and time again I make the same mistakes
and the frustration makes me want to roar until the world shakes

I feel like an idiot to place my faith in those unworthy
and the tears of the sky serve as a constant reminder
The rain continues its quiet assault
and I just have to look up at the night sky with a grin on my face
while a certain finger sticks up

Sitting in my red Lambo
the wind breathing down our backs like a perve
I look to my right after working up the nerve
She's sipping that malt like nobody's business
Her hellcat smile barely containing a playful tongue
Funny, I never thought I'd be jealous of a straw

My Ray Bans refract the setting Sun's spit onto her shades
We play tag with it before tossing the light through the windshield
Doctor Dusk gave us the full dosage
The tires grind on the gravel of our asphalt Neverland
I Peter Panic when she sheds her masquerade
She's got stunning mocha eyes frosted with truthful lies
I see her spirit phasing into my chest
A pair of luscious lips giving my heart a crimson kiss

She tells me I carry the scent of leather and sorrow on my sin
On hers, I discern daddy issues and untapped sin

The girl's as broken as I am

Sure, I might occasionally be smarmy and sick
by no means, though, a consistent ****
Her giggles wash all the bad days away
so my Lucifer impressions melts her ears with a

*"Baby, wanna play?"