Her voice is music
when she says hello.
I lose myself in the melody
for a moment.
Something wild
crouches in her verdant eyes.
I cannot look away.
Her pulse is silent to me.
It doesn’t whisper my name,
raise the thirst,
yet I see the veins
spiderwebbing under
her perfect flesh.
She should make my teeth
mad with wanting,
my throat burn for her blood,
but I do not wish to drink her.
I ask her to dance instead.
~Drake
when she says hello.
I lose myself in the melody
for a moment.
Something wild
crouches in her verdant eyes.
I cannot look away.
Her pulse is silent to me.
It doesn’t whisper my name,
raise the thirst,
yet I see the veins
spiderwebbing under
her perfect flesh.
She should make my teeth
mad with wanting,
my throat burn for her blood,
but I do not wish to drink her.
I ask her to dance instead.
~Drake