x Your Love x
You are the midnight stone against my frosted window, that makes my fragmented heart jump from a thousand heights.
I want your naughty kiss in my doorway and your raunchy laugh to wake my neighbours up.
We are the cured cuts of all that we imagine each other to be, wrapped up in fairylights.
Mysterious and curious, salt and peppered, seasoned and spiced.
We could be an amulet as one, yet we stay fractured, miles apart, despondent; tattered in the lonesome dark; torn and weeping in sorrowful silence.
I've been drinking anger on the rocks, in this high rise tragedy because I chose to stay in the decadent shadows, for too long.
My soul could've been completely doused in your neon charm and set alight by what I completely desire; your impeccable love.
You are the belle of The North.
A picturesque postcard.
You wear a garland of surprises.
I wear this crown of devotion for you.
I could shuffle a deck of cards and you'd always arrive on top.
We are broken destinations, yet our spirits crossed paths for a reason, like deers in the woods.
I feel the crashing chill; the intense waves of this sleepless city, without the sheer luxury of you, next to me.
I wish to give unto you, my countenance and weaknesses, in the church of your hushed mercy.
Is there a plane for us out of here, to cut through the thunder and lightning; the driving pain?
Will we ever escape the soaking rain, counting up all of our melancholic secrets, on these piercing nights?
All the constant hard luck tales, in between the beers and the chasers, need to be left behind.
Nothing can save us from being human. We just have to survive.
Are we just destined to stay as uncovered friends; hijacked; falling through the infatuated ice forever, in fear of asking "will you be tactile and mine?"
I want us to be the curtain call; to go on affectionate adventures, to join up the confectionery stars, to whisper amorous wishes and blow the crazy and the raw, into each other's ears.
x JJE x