He's

Licking

     His lips

    And I wish

They were mine

Heavy
     To loom too soon
Impending doom
As I battle with a shadow
  In the middle of the room
THis Mind is Mine
    Though I lost it
On the tracks
  Along with the time
Another line
  Crossed
For a very small cost
  As I wonder on the blunder
      Of the things that I've lost

Consume a mushroom
& a mushroom will consume
Left me lying
  Crying
  I'm Dying!
In this Mind of mine
  My tomb

As we lie
  White lights
In wide eyes

The sky
   Is on fire
And we
  Are a flame
Fueled
By desire

The sparks fly
  On the fourth of July
It's you and I
  Up high
Erupting simultaneously
With the bright night sky

I'm fine
   A fine line
One you've crossed
The final time
  
This fine line of mine
   Has come to define
The space between
  What we say
     And what we mean

It's become so wide
  All that's left
    Is a chasm
A divide

You've crossed me again
  Were going down that line
Hanging in the void  
   Wearing thinner over time

Were goin down
   Were going down the line
Falling once again
  If only It wasn't so fine

Flames engulf
  This fragile heart
Tender burns
Leave hidden scars