sharpen your teeth on these
heroic ribs, on these bone-like thorns that twist
around the aching beat of my simple heart; a
rhythm only you could ever truly know
put your lover's tongue in my darkest corners, ones
even i don't know of--every kiss, a promise that you'll
never leave me; that these eyes will always be your home
'ever afters' aren't for us, no; we're born from tragedy and
destined to become these starcrossed lover constellations