tattoos swim around Her arms in delicate waves
and i think Her glasses are too big for Her face
and i still think She is pretty
we never locked eyes the first time
but somehow I knew it was Her
indeed it was hard to forget lips locked together
while i watched on You held her like a love song
and explosions rocked my shores with storms and tidal waves
Her shoes are filthy
like You
i guess that's why You like her
i just cant help the cruelty that tumbles out of my mouth
broken people breaking others
its like these hands write on their own
You
drenched in red and purple light
much too beautiful to stare directly at
much like the sun
but i squint and struggle still
while Your light completely consumes me
Your gaze travels
You
***** preacher in search of His scandalous lover
your eyes find Her
You smile
and so does She