Frozen found fire, fucking desire.
Liquid was quick with a kiss to the air.

Though Solid’s stern, still subject to burns.
Lust is still laughing in the face of Despair.
Anger allows Intent to bout against
the greed that made him meek in the first romance.

Love lumbers on, half dead with broken legs.
In the first degree showers -------
When Languid lingers, longer than Lust:
Bored my dear? Go where you want.

This isn’t a resignation, it’s a word in flight.

Can’t can never do a damn thing, Won’t wouldn’t let it anyway.
Could should have tried all the same.
Now hesitated for quite a while.
Beauty has perfected the perfect smile.

Silence should have never tried to sing.
Calmer was abrupt and to the point.
Separation wanted nothing but time.

Can’t can never do a damn thing, Won’t wouldn’t let it anyway.
But Could should have tried all the same.
Now hesitated for quite a while.
Beauty has perfect the perfect smile.
Silence should have never tried to sing.
Calmer was abrupt and to the point.
Separation wanted nothing but the joy in our games of words.

Frozen found fire, and fucking desire.
Liquid was quick with a kiss to the air.

By the last count, my hands were co-conspirators, and the total was bloated, and the total was bloated.
By the last count, my hands were co-conspirators, and the total was bloated, and the total was bloated.

Frozen found fire, fucking desire