1showing their true forms
as they morph into true dreams.
As if they were former hearts
hiding behind trillions of acheing bones.
Who knew they're sagging love
could crush such beautiful skin.
How sad I loved them so
that I couldn't sow it all
back together.
Knitting it all
into a lovely red
beating heart
that was once my own.
Sad it all ends
just as it reflects everything,
so simply.
Letting life
make all my senses
tingle with envy
begging not only
to see them
but to swim
in their very ecstasy.
How love pulls away
just when its reflection
is so hypnotic.
Showing true forms
swimming to their desires
glowing a hidden warmth
thats a mix of truths and lies.
Having both of those
tastes so bitter
on my burning tongue.
Longing only for a kiss
never tasted so terrible.
Now all of those golden dreams
have turned their eyes
so far away from me.
Its not so dazzling anymore
once you've taken your heart out
to dry in the morning sun.
And your just lazing away
letting yourself die there.
Not so pretty lord,
not so pretty at all.