She had eyes
that told you a million stories
and lips
that could show you the world.
Her heart
was as sharp as the rocks
that lay below her shallow bed of love.
And her words
her words were like distant bells
or small explosions
that lit the flame of desire.
And you burned
until nothing was left
Except another story to tell
Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 10:36 PM UTC
She had eyes
that told you a million stories
and lips
that could show you the world.
Her heart
was as sharp as the rocks
that lay below her shallow bed of love.
And her words
her words were like distant bells
or small explosions
that lit the flame of desire.
And you burned
until nothing was left
Except another story to tell
