my iris melted and fell from my waterline,
and my pupil sank into my cornea
seeping deeper in my head,
as green liquid falls past my cheekbone.
gently tripping down my cheek,
it graces my skin as it turns to a fainter lime.
my hands are coated in a line of silk
and my head is as light as lead.
knees buckling, my quivering nerves begin to bend,
im breaking apart and you're smashing at my bones
your overwhelming admiration;
you grace my mouth with heaven,
and the fire of your breath
begins to melt me away.