She's a black dress on my
Bedroom floor, a crimson kiss on
My collar
She's a mad dash for the exit
A last chance for the reckless
She's a breath of fresh air
All smoke and mirrors and
Wind blown hair
She's the answer that killed
The question, the cancer that filled
My lungs and
Left me there to die contented
She's the dancer that kept me moving
She's the damaged girl from
That movie, where we kissed and said
We'd have to do this again
Sometime
She's a blessing to my
Curses, sewn into each verse she
Keeps me coming back
My little death
She's the drug I took twice
Just to be sure
The vixen that's got me spending
Every word, still she's
Indescribably her, she's as undeniably pure as
My darkest desires
She's the lover that holds tight
Embraces the night, and I
I am the devil and a white knight
In her eyes.
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