My lungs are so sick of oxygen now
All I want is to swallow your breath
Exhale onto the nape of my neck
I’m licking my wounds in weak attempts
As you’re kissing my battered skin quite soft
Recomposing silence with simple prose
That all you know and ache to feel
Hot words kept you close to me
Of heavy, folded bones in mine
Most nights seem to shine quite bright
Hopes and dreams are glimmering clean
Coloured cotton will stain your skin
Glued to my limbs by salted sweat
Strings are singing in careless tune
As silence consumes my brain quite nice
Do you see yourself falling out of control?
While tears are dripping with heavy might
My lungs were still yet tired and weary
And I’ll be selfish, but I’ll be trite
So if I break your heart tonight
It’s because I like you most of all