violentlyvicky

hazy eyes and affection unspoken frustration replay our connection with verbal copulation and smoke-stung infatuation laughlines and theiving glances when you pretend to look away the origins and shy wrinkles where the endpoints aim i watch them cautiously interchanging i watch you hum the sacred and profane i'm chasing the pretty red light make haste before it blooms green is the color of moving on green is the color of progression i am through salvaging this wreckage trying to save what never existed we killed the green spark and now all is red romance just died in this room the table will turn real soon i'm chasing the