You have long nails
I chew mine
Stunt their growth
With nervous teeth
Hungry teeth
I stunt mine
And lament their loss
We contrast
Black to colour
Stride to bounce
Distanced to cuddly
You avert questions,
Throwing random jest
I open up and bare my soul
Honest as I can figure
Under these beautiful cloaks
We sing in unison
Sorrow and deep caring
Somehow, we understand.
Our awkwardness is equal to none
That just heightens the intensity
I explore, feet, hands,
You let me, then clasp tight
The goth and the pixie.
Who would have thought?
Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 11:01 PM UTC
You have long nails
I chew mine
Stunt their growth
With nervous teeth
Hungry teeth
I stunt mine
And lament their loss
We contrast
Black to colour
Stride to bounce
Distanced to cuddly
You avert questions,
Throwing random jest
I open up and bare my soul
Honest as I can figure
Under these beautiful cloaks
We sing in unison
Sorrow and deep caring
Somehow, we understand.
Our awkwardness is equal to none
That just heightens the intensity
I explore, feet, hands,
You let me, then clasp tight
The goth and the pixie.
Who would have thought?