Yellow turns this courage badge into a Valentinal trash
These are the crushes meant to crush you
The contact was dry, but exasperating like a teething smile
Pulse by pulse, I honor wet weather to myself into her hands
And for an angel even she knew it well
When my drool dropped past her lips
A dead man floating is one in a forgetful moment
She saw it haunted in my eyes when finally they opened
Coughing up blood like a throat
No, lover let go of my neck
We knew together that every crack in the wall
Is a step towards release of the lascivious waters
I no longer wade through