Like a drug, You seep out of my skin; The withdrawal makes me feel dizzy, Unable to stand or support myself. My mind craves of nothing but you, I hate being sober.
Like a sculptor You rub your hands on my skin Holding all the pieces of me Moulding my soul with my sin Shameless, Seamless art you create As if, you loving me is innate
She was the most beautiful complicated thing I'd ever seen- a tangled mess of silky string- and all I wanted of life was to sit down cross-legged and untie her knots.