Wynne

Do you stare through my eyes
Because nothing there’s worth seeing?
I can’t deal – I’ve lost my shimmer
Gargle my absinthe
I’ll corrupt you with my love
I wear the wings-
With safety pins and superglue
But you’re the one that flies
I can forgive
I can forget
The stars do but beg your company, after all
We’re nothing but a fantasy
You’re merely my oxygen
I’m merely your detriment
I’ll try to catch your fall
I would use my withered body to
Run to you and steal your silence
Hush now.
Enough about my libido
My bedroom door is open.