i dove into the blue black sea
and as it closed over me
i thought of us upon the shore
and knew our love was never more.

stone cold grey
awake and tamed to the early break of day
woven with the evenings betrayal
of silent whispers
and forgotten amorous afflictions
i fear that i believed in your tales
for i wear a gullible ear
confiding in your eyes
though the ferocity of your hands
should have lead me far from your grasp
chaos brews within you
and the ever present hint of your smile
rivals your titanous lips  
you, tragically beautiful in your decadence
leave me gasping for air
for i must feed this vice
please, lead me to your burrow of endless defeat
for surely someday in your takings
my fragility will be lost

I think
I'll stop playing for keeps.

Love has been a long time in throwing the ball back,
So I think
I'll just drop out of this game.

Find a new one.

Yeah.

If I approached a guy
With none of the fear
That piggybacks on attraction

Chances are I'll be bold,
And he'd love that.

But still, he wouldn't be in love.
And I'd have to do things by half.

But I hate holding back.

So I think I'll just stop playing altogether.

Funny how we woke up in the morning
and pretended that tomorrow never happened—
strutted naked in mirrors celebrating our youth,
laughing, knowing suns and moons couldn’t do the same.

We borrowed our arms from the fridge
and peddled bicycles with bad breath—
trading war stories ‘cause we knew
if we came back alive
life would still be the death of us.