Your beauty is nothing new.
I have a type.
The hair is just a variable
The teeth the eyes.

Your so similar to any one I ever loved.

But your so precious
So different.
So you.

I'll question the sanity of the world
I'll keep my darker thoughts to myself
I'll pretend trust is real.
I won't breathe.

I won't twitch
I'll stay in line.

Stoking those flames that bed under you
In my mind
They smoulder sometimes
And I blow them
Back to that flaming heat
And I think of you your mouth, your hands and your feet.
What a glorious creature that you can be.
Drug induced nature with eyes to see
Deep into my spectral nothing can be hidden
So you'll know my darkest rites
And you'll be thought ridden
Of all the guilt I hold
And all the fear of getting old
And all the ways you could stop caring about me.
All the ways you can give into instinct.

My spinal erosion is aching the ribs.
What a terrible way to wake up.
I don't mind.
I try not to.
The pressure stops with gravity.

I'm longing set in strive
Toward that which is best
Not bringing ocean tides
Down on pigeon nests.
A thousand different details

Oh wed never get along.
Pain in every memory.
Nostalgia in every song
And for some reason
I'm aware
I don't know you
I don't care.