R.I.P. to me I know that you're danger for me.
Where's the caution tape. Ill wrap it all over you.
Your words. Your touch. Your feel.
All a candied hazard for me.
Look at me looking at you.
Can I indulge in you.
You are my sweet honey kyrptonite.
Everytime I surrender the fight.
R.I.P. to me.
Caution. Caution. Here comes danger.


-Jennifer DeAngelo
Copyrighted 2016