Female

26

into the night the story goes her mind it races in and out of dark dirty holes. on the outside the bow is tied fine and the smile she's pretty she's witty she's smart. the snake it burrows it fills up within it melts and it twists and she keeps it all in. untie the bow it stays all together illusion seeps through and you realize you're in her. empty without the soul of another she chokes in the stuffiness of love you think is pure.
double glances double stances she doesn't know which way to go. the merry go round is stuck in the ground and the teeter totter is all she knows. take her with you when you go her heart can not stand still. a child you'd think until you're in deep then a cold white widow she is.
light rushes in she sees her own sins and shame is all she expels. tomorrow will change it's never the same she has no tolerance for a copious lifestyle. still hold her close feel the remorse. use her then put it away. for you she lives for you she gives. until you no longer fancy.