Blind

Something in the way that you kiss As if from your spoken word I’d miss Each full lip may a tempted sorrow bring In this moment of this forget me not fling Whilst my back against this cold, hard wall May your hands protect this crumbled fall When your thumbs trace my trembling chin I dare not let myself catch your cheshire grin Take this dagger and cut out both of my eyes Turn off the moon and dim those shining spies As there is no star upon which I’d make this stance To have your body move with mine, this lovers dance No fountain would make do, I’d take every ocean And bottle it up and drink it all, this salted potion That maybe one morning you would decide to stay So forgive me this once, when you ask to come and play This game of Russian roulette, your stone face of poker That this king of hearts would treat me as his loves joker I wish to not see this boy who makes my heart scolded So when we begin to kiss, please leave me blindfolded