April 8th, 2002

my lips

(no subject)

I found you crying
outside on the wall of Devil's Well

A hangman's knot around your feet
and praying for the spell
to be shattered
may I be the one
to rip the shackles
clean away
and lead you to a place
where loneliness
is tackled
with a kiss?

A kiss that has no strings,
no ropes...
no obligations

I don't owe you, be quite clear
You don't owe me