Trace every line of me
love me softly and without restraint
(The devil eats at my table
She knows my bed like a lover
In the dark our spines draw close
To something shaped like love)
Play every string of me
Pick one and
unravel me so
I tear apart at the seams
(How could I be so full of honey
Matched equal in venom?)
Aug 9, 2020
Aug 9, 2020 at 12:34 AM UTC
Trace every line of me
love me softly and without restraint
(The devil eats at my table
She knows my bed like a lover
In the dark our spines draw close
To something shaped like love)
Play every string of me
Pick one and
unravel me so
I tear apart at the seams
(How could I be so full of honey
Matched equal in venom?)
