The first time you kiss me, where will it be?
The next time we speak, will it be sweet?
Revelations and visions, something no one could envision.
Sent on secret missions, is it me that you’re missing?
Frosted tips and thorned roses, reddened noses.
A saintly man and joyous, everyone owes us.
Because the last thing, they thought was for us to be a happening.
Exilerating, because we’re part of one big play pen.
Practiced our lines and performances,
Learned every single line,
Followed strict ordinances,
Just for you to consume my time.
I don’t mind, not at all,
You’re my plan, you’re the fall.
I don’t care if nobody answers,
We can run off to wherever,
Our mothers will run faster,
But our fathers may not care.
We’re a lot for them to handle,
Born of the same atrocities,
Burnt fingerprints from a candle,
Your curse rubbed off on me.
But it’s quite romantic, how similar we are,
I’m quite ecstatic, wishing on stars.
Your teeth grew in and you look much better,
So much older and so esteemed like a...