I've always had an affinity
for sugary treats
and he's the sweetest
I've ever met.
Yet,
my tastes have changed.
As I licked his saccharine lips,
I realized
I've outgrown my sweet tooth.

When I was little, I dreamt of a beautiful man.
He would take me in his arms and carry me away.
We would hold each other under the twinkly lights,
and fall asleep Like that.

Then I would wake up, and steal his body.
Then I would step inside and wear it.
Then I would go out into the world,
and be myself.

I would be happy to say hello to everyone,
and be unabashedly me, in a proper body.
And whether  people were kind or hateful,
it wouldn't matter.

Because I was in love with me.

Every night keeps within it's protective cupped palms
At least this much; few bright moments of calm.
But she was a night so perfectly wedded to the dense dark,
Even in love, doing diabolic best, as if nothing else'd work
Never occured no other,in her thoughts or deeds ever.
But he seemed to be not  aware of his eye sight's fatal error,
Always read all her printer's devil just as if all of it's  right,
Her many decisive acts finely co ordinated,  finished him quite,
Love the first casuality, gave an impetus, then followed the rest.
He who fell head over the heals for her, slumped face down in the pit

know that i have been patient,
tolerated lies in every statement;
don't ask me why this is the end.