slowly,
i start to untangle the letters from your words
the words of your language
from your language

the tip of your tongue knows better than i do,
the words that you mouth but i do not let you say
why would you say?

even when an angel comes plumbing into my heart,
these vessels taste your blood alone
so then the question... and you could never lead me astray

this time,
i dont want to lose you to the light bulb in my room
this is god's will
your will above mine
but you look like my heart
sweet

your impatience could **** me

the nectar of my fruit turns bitter
at the thought of you leaving for the night
won't you stay a minute and kiss me sweet
until your essence is in my blood and you are alive
in my mind, in my head, and in my heart
you are me and i am you