She can't think of me
and I won't think of her
that's the only way
we know how to love
If she thinks of me
then I'll think of her
and we will be
lost in hopes
of love that we
can never have
so
She won't think of me
and I can't think of her
never
Think
Sweet Beauty
Let my eyes rest on you
and never need see again
Let my dreams drift
into thoughts of your smile
and need not wake again
Let me capture your attention
For a tenth of a minute
and need not anything again
past unimportant.
I can never say
impressive things
because I want
to impress you
I can whisper gentle
words that cut
and make them bleed
for the want of me
but they
don't concern me
I don't understand
Why I'm frail
and lost in doubt
when I speak
to you
I know where I stand
with them
Two feet from desire
and closer to
seduction
Where am I with you?
Am I even a thought?
The ghost of a feeling?
I think I am fading
past unimportant.
Hell Is Here; Hell Is Her
Ending again
Always ending
Never released
A prison of flesh
of earth
of clay made
to last forever
always brought back
never released
always here
always her
















