Tuesday, July 26, 2011
questions abound
.
You with the illegal eyes
Looking at me like I’m the prize
Do you want my heart
Or just my soul
In some flesh pile version of rock ‘n’ roll?
The island left
And the mountains held
Can you love two cities
Or is one just sacrifice to the swell?
I’ve seen the fire
In those weaponized eyes
Held that fire between my thighs
But does the volcano create land to till
Or mindlessly conquer deaf to the kill?
You with the illegal eyes
Looking at me like I’m the prize
Do you want my heart
Or just my soul
In some flesh pile version of rock ‘n’ roll?
The island left
And the mountains held
Can you love two cities
Or is one just sacrifice to the swell?
I’ve seen the fire
In those weaponized eyes
Held that fire between my thighs
But does the volcano create land to till
Or mindlessly conquer deaf to the kill?
