Inside: rot,
outside: youth,
a black heart;
beating just for you.
You love the man
under the mask;
that ghost vvhom nobody else knovvs.
This front rovv seat to the cogs:
I trust you in degrees,
that leave me exposed to your fancies.
Cut me open; non gingerly,
tonight.
May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016 at 5:17 PM UTC
Inside: rot,
outside: youth,
a black heart;
beating just for you.
You love the man
under the mask;
that ghost vvhom nobody else knovvs.
This front rovv seat to the cogs:
I trust you in degrees,
that leave me exposed to your fancies.
Cut me open; non gingerly,
tonight.
