The Selfish Kiss
The sloppy kiss
stem of a selfish flower's needs
and the searing white hurt
inside my sick heart.
Played hit and miss
but pain indeed
struck the sour note that lurked
in the lit up dark.
Apt to be remiss
in planting true love's seeds
to catch a love-sick, floundering burt,(1)
and tear it apart.
And so you've done unto my faith
I knew loving you had to be a mistake!
No fairy tales.
No carriage ride.
No perfect date.
A huge, public diss.
Dimmering wails
Sounds say I want to hide
More embarrassed then irate
Pride blinded suddenly faceless.
Brandish white sails
Flapping, merrily deride
my futile attempt at tempting fate.
Just one selfish, selfish, selfishkiss.
(1) Yes, I was desperate for a word that rhymed with "hurt". And no, burt is not a kind of person, burt is a kind of fish. Like brill. Or so the nice dictionary people tell me.
A/N: Please review. Reading over what people say about my work helps me to sluff off bad, troublesome writing habits and make way for the shiny new era of masterpieces. ...Basically, that's just a really long way to say that it helps me improve. --;;;