your 80s rock music and cheap fake aviators
some distance away on a road of cerulean blue flowers and splattered blood
i look at your gorgeous fucking face
all your childhood traumas in that one sexy cigarette
your shoulders oh darling begging to be slammed and your back crying for mercy at my whims
you have issues you don't even know
your heartless heart
some scared beats apart
(i want to own it)
(i want to own you)
take care of you. throw you on the bed. kiss your eyebrow and bruise your lips.
smatter on your delicate fucking skin my marks.
you beautiful boy, you drive me mad.