les pauvres cœurs


Friday, November 12, 2010

What is This Place?

shut the door,
don't say a word
set your signal fires
before the dawn rises
come back here
and put me in the dark

I'm losing my faith
you're using your fist
your fist loves my face
I'm in love with its kiss

put your hands up
crack apart your chest
tear out my very heart
replace the very best of me

1 comment:

Agent Jellie said...

This gave me chills,
in all it's simplicity.