Lena, I promise you they’re not as sweet as you think. Sugar wouldn’t melt on my tongue.

Did you know, Poison Ivy used to **** people with her kisses?..
Don’t tell my father, but Maybe, just maybe I do the same?
I’m sorry, Lena I’m so, so sorry... I don’t mean to be icy,
but I see that my breath on your skin gives you chills. And your arresting hazel eyes, well,
they just stare at that forbidden place don’t they? Are girls even allowed to kiss?

Lena, your hands move my night gown so softly across my skin. & I let you kiss me everywhere,
just not the rose petals upon my mouth. I promise you don’t want to touch me there, please,
I destroy everyone they touch.

I see you bite your lip
and it’s the sweetest cry of rebellion.
Maybe one day when the stars aren’t so perfect,
then you & I will be.