hello. how do you do
what did you do
do to your face
to make that smile so beautiful

hello. do you want a drink
a glass of wine
filled to the brink
so I can take you home with me

to take off your clothes
take them all off
to let me make love to those scars
that you so deeply loathe

a city in the clouds, thats fantasy
so was a trip to the moon
a fateful encounter with love
that bring us crashing to our knees

fall in love. thats when you break your heart
don't need arguments to do its part
once you're in there its all pitch dark
so pray hard, if your love could light a spark

you'll need it
you'll ******* need it
all the luck in the world
beat the odds; two thousand thirty hundred four five what to one

a trip on icarus to the sun
your wings will melt, no time for fun
fall, break a bone, your face
this game was never meant to be won

you like to come
and soothe my wounds
caress my skin, as
my shirt comes undone

   . . .

you like to leave
without a trace
my heart ripped from my chest
tied to your shoelace

A:
our faces were inches apart,
eyes fixed,
skin touched,
hearts yearned.
you took in the breath I exhaled,
and I possessed the breath you expelled.
the perfect moment.
we could’ve locked lips,
and danced delightfully in our mouths.
but I decided
that you were more important to me
than just the heat of the moment.