are you a breeze
riffling my hair
whispering to my ear
hope
are you a wave
drowing me to your deep
washing me to your shore
hope
are you thunder
shaking one to the core
hope
aren't you the curve of lips
the tear on a cheek?

Some boys.
Some boys cut you
they are all edges you know
Leave trails
After all love
Does not feed
Does not free

I thought you were something to win
with luck
with enough tries

What I did for love...
it seems love makes the cruelest monsters

I thought you were something to win
with luck
with enough tries

Who greets you
on the threshold of death?