out her pirate eyes
i have said yes already
to all her woes and
wonder.
i lust your throat
and drought over
your inconsistent
aggression;
towards me towards
his jagged edged
papers.
subtle your swords and lay
back into my contractions for
i am supreme in material and
poor in righteous behavior.
whilst we danced we mourned
our forevers.
i am a flower, remember.
i am a virgin, and i am
lying.
