I wish that you would not admit
So easily and freely
That since we are legitimate
My presence makes you queasy.
As we dug our sinful crater
Out of burnt and broken hearts,
You felt like we were greater
Than the sum of both our parts.
With a look over the shoulder
Those kisses felt pyretic,
But when coals ceased to smoulder
Said kisses felt emetic.
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 12:31 PM UTC
I wish that you would not admit
So easily and freely
That since we are legitimate
My presence makes you queasy.
As we dug our sinful crater
Out of burnt and broken hearts,
You felt like we were greater
Than the sum of both our parts.
With a look over the shoulder
Those kisses felt pyretic,
But when coals ceased to smoulder
Said kisses felt emetic.
