“You’re an enigma” you’d whisper,
into the night as we cruise the pavement.
My cheeks to your back, I’d sigh.
I’m sure you meant it as a compliment.
One would swoon, any girl would whimper,
You’re a heartthrob, any girl would shiver.
but honey, how I wish I’d do what any girl would,
and yet your alluring words hurt.

I wish you’d know, my subtle signs,
every part of me wishes you’d understand.

I’m no mystery, I leave my heart in the open,
too open perhaps, seeing how the flies hover.
But it was never my heart you’re intrigued by,
it’s the mind I keep under cover.
My mind whom I cherish,
her brilliance often go unnoticed,
and with this mind I am very much aware,
the ***** intentions you bear.

I’m no enigma, but I keep my cards close,
you can’t fool me, but I know not to boast.
even with knowledge I’m right here by your side,
ready to hurt, ready to abide,
anything to escape my reality,
and run into your cruel hide.

She moves mountains
not by the tenacity of will
but by the strength of her heart
even as she is silent and still

blessed by such beauty of soul
every wish of hers nature has fulfilled
time will never blemish her singular charm
she's the sweetest flower in spring-time's lushest field.

Look at the way she moves
I see her in my dreams
dancing with colours
painting shades of serene

The canvas she adorns
is layered with her screams
her name is dark here
but I see what it means

Her eyes have been tempered
through fire and deceit
to burn is the cost
of a lovers heartbeat

Her voice is a story
of violence unleashed
her words, allegory
cascade through me

When angels are fallen
only they grieve
baring their souls
they forfeit reprieve

Her blood is the reason
my veins are replete
she drowns in the flood
so I can still breathe