I was an abandoned marigold
forced to prosper in the...

Adoration dances across your
ivory ribcage as I play it like...

There's something almost nostalgic about muffled...
padding softly down dimly lit sidewalks and across...

I'm a tampered transformer on
post surge power lines...

She baptized me in a rain of sweat
and preemptive kisses...

I liked it better when you only
existed on paper...

My ears are abuzz with wood sprites
and water nymphs...

How many more
nights...

I danced with the devil
not knowing it was...