he boy -- that I pry my eyes out for, the mate -- I seek for under my duskily coated comforter, we lay in the fluffy grass -- a cloud hovering over our hallows, my mind clutters with ransom notes of past loves, but he burns them slowly with his lighted cigarette. My eye twitches on each spectacle aspect of his structure-- his mouth moves bonelessly when he says my name. My name -- a label that stings my ears, sounds of a lavender scented lullaby beneath his tongue. A narrator, his words warm like the candle, yet too hot to touch, maybe if I wet my finger, the flame wouldn't flourish and fight as much. And as my emotions rain heavenly between my temples, the pulsating flow of love dissolves within my blood, my eyes are shot red with his dungeon of debts. I want to gasp and grin and coddle with his grief, swallow away his sorrow, and kiss his miserable regrets. 

I feel like I have known you before, our brief hours of commerce have failed to commence again. A familiar face so soothing, I sing myself a prayer to see you, Amen. I frantically forget my breath when you are in the sight of my mind. Strolling aside its horizons, distracting me from the reality of time. Douse me in your humility, let’s shimmer together with sadness. I will pine to suffer with you, I will beat dead at madness. For you, I’ll enchant your enemies and slit their throats with our rainbow hearts. As my throat ached -- actually as my pharynx rotted, against my past affairs, their visceral virus of “love” has reverted my idea of supplemented care. No. Don’t let me go back. Keep me here, free and fair. Look me in the eyes, let me watch your name linger in the air. Another lifetime we met, like I said before, you embodied my emptied soul and bandaged my sour sore. You, yes you, the boy that I pry my eyes out for. I’ll lend you my lungs so you can breathe beneath the meadowed floor. Fall with me into love and lay with me til death, forevermore.

The girl -- the platinum star that twinkles between my eyes, the spirit -- I flounder with honor inside. Inside my fractured soul, duct tape my feeling with your touch still cold, her hair stands straight and reflects lightly like it has been told, her obedient lids shutter -- her metric blinks have forged into minted notes of music. Tick, tick, tick, goes her eyes, a rhythmic beat reminds me less of my cries. Tell me another story of how you almost thought you’d lose it. Her passionate lips begin to swear -- her curses like mildew and bugs that seemingly dance without a retractable care. You are worth hiding from my virtues, worth biting on my tongue. Don't ever interrupt a lady, so imperial, I have learned. I can tell she sings quietly when she’s alone. I can tell she slurps equity from the bowl and humanizes laughter with concern. I can tell she sees me for who I am and not for the label I withhold. 

I have known you before, my sweet amber rose, a scent so distinct and precious, my intentions to complain have froze. You disguise my numbing alter, you undrape my evil vail. Deflower my corroding options, of selfish snoods that sail.  Oh dear Aphrodite, let me ingest your pain. Call upon thy neighbor, let me poor you down heavily with pure purple rain. There is a glister in my gut, for I know I have swallowed the gummed truth. I have met a woman so eccentric, so inextricably rooted, my throat will only dry white when it’s soothed. Oh look, my hands have finally come back to its color, I imagine them laying beside you, us as one but with another. My dead heart has somehow begun to beat with you. You enslaved my depression to be with you. All I want to do is be with you. Please let me be with you. I shed a tear upon my pillow as distance unintentionally drifts us farther away. A floating iceberg of tensions has begun to find its way.  I have fought many wars with myself, bloody battles of blue, but you awaken my survival and you channel my undo. I'm terrified of trying, can't gamble to lose. Until I beat again, while you blink again. And I retrace my nerves to rechoose.  

A breath. They finally exhale as one. As the both have fallen victim, to the castle spell we take as love.