You used to set my blood afire burning my guilt to the ground, a dry rain quenched the blaze. That's when my truth was found. Lovers always come and go. Fire and rain defined my heart. Angels steered me home to try fixing lives I've ripped apart.
I stumble over vowels and fall slapstick like over consonants. I use cuss words and talk about my needs and girl parts and so I guess I'm writing drunk again. Truth is so hard to cough up and put on the page naked in spotlight. I need a little liquid courage.
I'll bring Sunflowers calling on you, Dear. Bouquet sworn vows until promises wear time's ragged edge begs my suicide flight from top floor ledge I miss tomorrow light.
The alcohol was kerosene lust crazy house on fire. Naked in our bed obscene flames feeding our desire. We're pyromaniacs in love but always end in ashes. Our smoke drifts above laughter dead in glasses.