“Give me a Boy with Lips like Morphine and eyes like the frozen depths of my stone-cold heart. Give him the pulse of a beast, and a touch like the rush of the ocean. I want a boy with lips like morphine.”
His eyes flick back and forth
The movement of a beating Drum
The scar on his face disappearing
Appearing on a whim
Only to be hidden by
Raven hair
Lips tilted into the Sinister smirk
Beloved by all whom it graces
A plethora of women grab for what they think they want
His legs carry him with wings and he flies from
The rapture he knew they couldn’t provide.
Her eyes stare steadily ahead
Too focused to look away
He’s on a hospital bed
She knows that she’s been here for too long
Her ragged breathing carries the scent
Of a broken heart that can’t be sewn
As she sits and waits
For his arrival
He stares up into the face of a Girl
Brownish red, dyed hair in a bob
His colour blind eyes Detect flecks of Green and Brown
(And yellow? )
He stares and says “Are you my angel?”
She knows the wait is worth it.
He is screaming into the nothingness holding a loaded Gun
She is outside in the rain, trying to regain her strength
Clickclickbang
Shots fired into the night
She rushes into the room to stare at the bloodied body
Of the boy she swore she hated
Of the boy she knew she was meant to love
Forever
And he stands there staring at her
Mouthing the words “What the…”
Leaving sentences unfinished as he stares her down
And Runs far away
With his winged legs
Floating upon the ground
Through walls
As though no barriers could hold him Now
(But no barriers could ever hold you, could they?)
And she sits and sobs over the vacancy in those Iced eyes
No barriers could ever hold
What no barriers could provide
My heart has no Barriers
She was ready when he was
And he came back
The relationship lasted a few months until
He knew that the darkness of her Emerald Eyes
Was enough to fill his Black, white, grey soul
With colour enough to fill the whole world
If she just were to say yes.
December Fourth
The ceremony is Rushed
And he kisses his bride
Eternally bound
And blushing
He picks her up and brings her from the Garden
A new Man.
A new Woman.
Destiny didn’t get things wrong.
I found my boy with Lips like Morphine
With eyes like the depths of The Frozen Sea
His Pulse against my flesh ignites like fire
His touch contains the rush of the Ocean
I found my Boy with Lips like Morphine.
I love you.
