When you feel so close to someone, that you feel as if you are being quickly stitched to them.

I’m melting here inside you, you know;

It’s so warm and you are so inviting, inside.

I feel your hands, they wrap around my chest, my back, so slow,

I wonder if you know what it feels like to hide.

I close my eyes against you, soothing, insides not hollow,

Glitter and prosthetics to build upon the Holly pride.

My mind is wrapped inside this nightmare,

Our affinity is more than the warm and soft outer-tones,

More than a star in the bleak sky, shining above the Grey Planet.

Twitch. Needles filled with Novocain and the silicones.

My eyes reveal the bright lights of your life, reflecting in the Garnet,

Whispers and promises said in our hushed tones.

Our hair tangling together red and black against your brunet,

Your hands sink through my flesh to bones.

You stitch your face to mine, our addiction a lasting component,

You never want to be alone.

Watch these walls, this plastic around me tear.

Don’t lay down on your back, lay with me, individually prone,

Close my eyes and press my lips to yours, you breathe.

You spread yourself for me and my eyes, resting, you have been shown,

You remove the stitches which you had sewn.

Love me and keep me, from when you swear.

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