the sky becomes dark

when you think of me;

a loaded gun that you picked

by your rational fears.

kind of hoping that the

wind won't stop you

from smiling at them.

heavy-glinted pictures

of a dark giggle that shakes

through her throat.

a facade that turns any human

to her throne.

i've loved the night, blue painted

pictures of dark brown eyes.

she's the dark paradise that i've

tasted with my soul.

lovely how our souls touched first.

but we let go of such emotions, for the sake of us.