Hush young one
Censored thoughts,

Keep it astray you must

Else a liar shall be spat upon
A scoundrel buried in dust


Sprint away
Without your whimpering cries,

Back to your solid slum

Your mother will be baking your pies,
Honeysuckle apple and plum


Now if you ever were to tell,
Satan would weep to behave

I'll build a wall for you

Patterned with words
Resting upon your fathers own grave

God made us blossoms

Beauty a subjective concept,


Yet when she held your soul

She plucked for you the light of sunsets

Up I stay,
Till the moons full in bloom,

Take me away.
I'll run away with you,

How can your soul
roam across this world

while it holds no care?

Drinks jam out of its jars
And sleeps in a bus shelter

Behind the toothless grin

and the dreams of the Boulevard

As you sail away into the abyss,
Our fate is sealed by true loves kiss,
A lie, repeated, thrashed pon' waves of guilt,
Sweet as nectar lies, in the babies bottle of milk,

Gaze as the flames dance with a vigour,
Shaken, boiled with Jesus's liquor,
Condensed upon glass, upon glass shall condense,
Bittersweet tears, of which sins may repent

Palm trees whistled as sky held Luna,
The commoners spat and praised 'Alleluia',
Let him breathe, let him sit, let him praise, let him run,
King of the Jews, your chariot has begun,

Pockets cupped and saved torn bibles,
Caressing the minds of the bad disciples,
Lucifer created hell for their own protection,
A crown of thorns worn with failed redemption,

I swear to endeavour,
As I swear for your kiss,
The one midnight raven,
Keeping me in bliss,
I shall carry on a fool
To make his eyes fall in love,
Combat with the goddess,
A diamond in the rough,
But what strength can sway
Your fair hand to my arms?
Little I am sure
But a verity is in balms,
The locks you possess
Keep my heart sure enchanted,
Your eyes are the remedy,
Taken for granted,
That lotus bud blooms
A deep rose gold,
Your placement is tender,
Your story stays untold,
It is impossible to keep you,
A birds wings chained,
Try as I might to test you
I am the one who remains tamed,
As your father was no surgeon
Perplexed I sigh,
For how did he take cinnabar and
Place it in your eyes,
Toxic yet a beauty,
Take my hand and cry,
Say you're nothing special
But those cheeks blush with pride,
A fallen angel indeed,
Scared for my own life
Your hands as smooth as gin
Your tongue as soft as a knife,
Kept away from humanity
As if a psychopaths answer,
Truth is you're a remedy,
who died a vengeful martyr,
I'm aware you'll drift away,
Back into the moons shine,
Up above those clouds
You are too precious to be mine,
So as I count down the days,
Until I lose that lavender gaze,
My mind becomes a blur,
An incomprehensible haze,
I've accepted that you've gone,
But you say I can join too,
So I've built the tallest building
And I'll try fly just for you,