Imon

Because in the nook of your chest lies my desire

Buried somewhere between your ribs are my dreams

But yet your setting my heart on fire

I’m bursting at the seams

It tears me to pieces to see you

My reality you’ve crushed with tact

I’ve reached out to create something new

Yet my delusions are always holding me back

Your the tree in the backyard of my heart

Your the wallflower in the closet of my attic

The taste of my bitterness is tart

For you love, I’m an addict