Sweet nothings,
from your lips,
and from each word,
poison drips,
in a dance,
they know so well,
your lips cast,
a binding spell,
cherry red,
oh how they shine,
on misplaced love,
they greedily dine,
infect my world,
that's what you do,
leave me broken,
when your spell is through,
from the memory,
of your sweet lips,
cherry red poison,
will always drip......
Continue reading...