Paper Cup

Flashes of you breath through my paper lungs
Go through my spine
Weakening my body whole
Go through my spine
Sweeten my iron blood
A grown old desire i blade out
Even though
It wants to disarm me
It wanted make me fight still
A glimpse of life it satisfied none
So maybe just stop
And i fight it out with raw bones
That bit of love that still flows so patient
Cause i am
Better off dear friend
You’re words are like fuel
You drift in my paper mind
Go down my spine
And i just let you own my whole body
Go down my spine
Lightening my gravel road
Warm my desire
I stir up enough for me to be alarmed
Enough to make me run still
A glimpse of fire it satisfies none
So can we just burn?
And i fight it out with raw bones
That bit of love that still flows so patient
Cause i am
Better off dear friend