You speak so beautifully.
Like a golden thread of lies,
So artistically spun,
So many times I could have walked away,
Should have perhaps,
I nearly did,
I still might..
wrapped around your finger,
so tightly,
I can’t even think straight,
You’re so beautiful,
I cry thinking about you.

My resolve crumbles,
Every time you call my name,
If it would make you mine,
I’d carve your name into my skin..