Coincidence is no disguise
Its gauzy mesh does nothing
But hides the subtleties of crafted lies.
I’ve loved so far beyond my means
Last spring I gave her all my leaves
And I have grown so thin and worn
In bark I clothed her supple form
She begged for more.
No innocent dream
She’s your guilty pleasure
A raw, bloody wound
The just won’t heal over
You sit there staring at me
A thousand questions in your eyes
In my eyes you are dark leaf and shadow
Bright gilded bronze, my messenger and muse
There’s a slot in your life where your girlfriend fits.
That slot isn’t my slot, I’ll not be that woman.
12 down, begins with A
In your eyes I am blue sea and broad sky
Goddess of love, of fun, sex and sweat.
My Love is an Ocean of Guilt
My love is an ocean of guilt
Formed by the sweat that runs down her thighs.