She's rock 'n' roll as if it was an
Element.
She walks to the sound of
Cobblestones worshiping her
Heels like the desert its rare
Rains.
Nightclub beats slow
Down to
Match her pulse
As she passes.
Narcissus loving himself
Before her; she mirrors
Men's fragile egos in the
Tears she produces when
Passing them with me
On her mind.
She's rock 'n' roll
As if unsilence itself commanded
A goddess to choose a body
To possess; her
Back straight
Like time was of no such thing
As the essence.
She slows down to match
My humble
Mortal
Pace.
I die.
Then
Not.
Mar 17, 2017
Mar 17, 2017 at 7:20 PM UTC
She's rock 'n' roll as if it was an
Element.
She walks to the sound of
Cobblestones worshiping her
Heels like the desert its rare
Rains.
Nightclub beats slow
Down to
Match her pulse
As she passes.
Narcissus loving himself
Before her; she mirrors
Men's fragile egos in the
Tears she produces when
Passing them with me
On her mind.
She's rock 'n' roll
As if unsilence itself commanded
A goddess to choose a body
To possess; her
Back straight
Like time was of no such thing
As the essence.
She slows down to match
My humble
Mortal
Pace.
I die.
Then
Not.
