Don't look at me like that.
I'll love you just like the sane girls do.
I just can't promise I'll favor your touch over the hailstorm outside.
There's nothing to chase away and I'm busy blaming all of my afflictions on past lives and passing clouds.
Take me back to the  forever children with heavy sighs and empty pockets. Laced with broken promises and tired hands that can't bear to pass judgement on the curves of my tipsy hips. Get drunk off this spirit tonight. Let's explore the sweet spots in the blueprints of our bodies. Let me mark em with honey and let the bees loose. Send kisses to the pilots with green eyes and dead lips.  For if they will never know pain and I will never know hunger quite like I know you. In a perfect world they wouldn't. In a perfect world I would. I just never know what to say and I'm not sure if I trust my mouth to make statements at a time like this. That's what this necklace is for right? And these rain boots? Let it pour. Here is my mouth and here is ever nook and cranny in my hands that signed over their rights to you. It's a buzz baby. Drown me until I remember my lungs love me anyway and the cathedral steps would miss me.
Kiss me like I never had a reason to run.