Full Title (It was too long): The Heart Has...
A year was all it took for her mind to control the...

Trace rings around my scrawny fingers, and kiss...
for your lovely whispers bless my lips with...

Muffle every temptation to scream with your grimy...
because now the perfect words just don't seem good...

My chest constricts beneath these sheets,
drenched within the ghost of your cologne...

Tonight,
another set of fingers...

Tiny trinkets,
surround soft embrace...

Burn-stained wings
sing through angel's eyes...

Eye yourself in the mirror, darling:
Shall I drench you in blood for further accuracy...

Arbitrary boy hunts and quotidian movie views;
spend the weekends laughing life and poking fun at...

Actual Title (Too Long): "Breathing Requires...
It seems that my surroundings have been enthralled...

Distant rhymes embrace my cries,
for oceans can only part us physically...

I spend my nights these days with your voice,
softly caressing my dreams as your beautiful...