forever; anti-never
and I sever hearts that measure
not so clever, my hands tether
butterfly flutter, changing weather
birds of feather, my endeavor
open kevlar when I met her
cupid's quiver, better get her
stupid picture, wet in gutter
letter lover, better ever
let her, love her, now or never
red her lips, that make me stutter
yet her kisses, soft as butter
hands together, soul that suffers
empty vessel, no more clutter
enter bodies into blender
piece by pieces all dismembered
open heart you let her render
cut her heart, and made her tremble
nothing left, feeling better
nothing left, I can't remember
dreader, just another pleasure
deader, just like sunken treasure.