The Girl Who Tamed The Tigers

they told me how they fear it now they're placing it on their tongues

lost at sea

tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us

sometimes i wish for falling

the heart dies a slow death; shedding each hope like leaves

tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake and dress them in warm clothes again

like origami swans, we could be set out to sea

diamond in the rough

ghost valves

whimsical, like magic (without the bees.)

I've got a place that I painted white

pretty vacant

J'adore the girl who tamed the tigers. More, more, more please!!