In Your Room

Cussing all the walls that i was up against,
medicating brains i choose to tight love around.
Reflection of the sunset, in your lens, cinema of a silenced slow dance.
White shadows of us, nurturing and feeding on each other’s like animals, breathing skin and agnostic eyes of heaven.
Music to my ears, bleeding golden and crystal bright fears.
I will gut you if i have too, and carve my way out of you, with only my sharp paper white teeth. Sculpting, with only flesh and bones, a new vision of us, standing strong.