hunger building in the throat,
as you thirst for the breath of another.

making light, tiny fire bugs float past,
the grassy field dancing beneath them.

i was just thinking, she murmurs from behind,
never a second chance, your lips push to hers,

so urgently, so violently.
dying in her air, while she dies in your arms.

on your knees now, you're sinking underground,
the fire bugs outline your weakening figures,

thud, two bodies in the heavenly dew,
comatose for the remainder of the

night princess's light,
chests rise in rhythm, hearts beat in unison,

hands intertwined, like rose vines,
curled bodies, looking for a heater.

the fire catches to the field,
i was just thinking, i never deserved you.