Cold hands in my front pocket
warms parts of me
i'd admit it.
Kiss your forehead,
genuine,
I fell in love with
someone i shouldn't.
And saw our fate
flashing lights before us
peripheral view,
I ignored it.
Kept bliss in motion
in ignorant standstill
earthly desires
pinky promise,
flushed in rouge
severed faster
than i wanted it to.