Moral Eclipse

Yellow turns this courage badge into a valentinal trash.
 These are the crushes meant to crush you.
 The contact was dry, but exasperating like a teething smile.
 Pulse by pulse, i honor the we weather to myself into her hands,
 and for an angel even she knew it well.
 when my drool dropped past her lips.
 A dead man floating in one in a forgetful moment.
 She saw it haunted in my eyes when they finally opened,
 coughing up blood like a throat.
 No, lover let go of my neck.
 We knew together that every crack in the wall
 is a step towards release of the lascivious waters i no longer wade through.