raindrops and caressful stinging red motions
your eyes and your hands match the ocean
and waters of despair have opened as wounds
with the red sea pouring out with every move
the sharp serenade of my heart sings a song
with lovely verses and a pulse so wrong
i wish it could end, i promise myself
i wish it were over, i wish i could delve
into deeper liquids with none to fear
and fallen angels will surely stear
my life will be guided with eyes and hands
like yours of the ocean i repeat again
but your wings have shattered into screams
and your life is nothing as it seems
i wish i could help you
as well as help myself
but my words have become redundant
with red petals and cries so high
i find myself shedding blood upon my thighs
shaking lips and creeping sighs
i love the taste i find it ripe
i won't ever do that
as long as i live
experience such love again
-it's a sin