i would like to believe that i am an artist
even without paper and pen
i have the talent to notice
to trace with my fingers upon your too soft skin
to color in my canvas
and feel my crimson heart thrive within
a gentle little trace under your eyes and then your lips
so perfect with such want
what has made me sketch like this?

what can I say
I am attracted to you
perhaps in the most fatal way
you have the most beautiful dangers
a nice little story
which has too literal cliffhangers
I'm searching for something new
perhaps a better story
but I cant get over you
wow
thats funny I swear I got over him
and i didnt think I liked you
until you happened to be in my dream.
This love sick girl is a danger to society
and I cant believe that for once
even in a dream you liked me