Her skin was soft under my rugged hands, stained by a life of gripping onto things i don't understand.
Gazing in eyes of azure blue, that face pure as youth itself and all i could think about was you.
Every moment, my drunken eyes looked away from what i knew to be a loveless lay.
I'm sure i could have loved her, could've convinced myself. But i never asked her name as i made her someone else.
I want to scream a whisper.
I wish to stain your face.
Taste your smudging lipstick.
Sketch the lines i will erase.
I tease her young complexion
Doe eyes, skin coiling in fright.
What a sweet simple creature,
Caught in my pale headlights.
I will shiver i will shoulder
Pain i feel so strong.
As i pry her desprate lips
As i tell her i am wrong.
Beauty in her anger
I sorrow for her heart
Draped in subtle moonlight
An end before a start
At least that's what i wish I'd done,
What i wish i knew.
Because when i awoke a sober man,
She still wasn't you.
