-1Her eyes falter indigence,
from all the attention she desires.
& he'll keep giving it to her,
because this is love.
Nobody stops this ecstasy,
from burning up inside.
Temperatures rise, fevers fade.
His backward eyes,
never notice havoc she creates.
She knows (& they know)
that she is chaos; complete pandemonium.
All along she knew,

Her perfection was well spent:

that she was just a mess

he wasn’t willing to clean up.