Will you still love me tomorrow?

What secrets are dancing behind those green irises?
Are nights long like lashes falling on your cheeks?
Nails pressing into his shoulders as you are spun.
Is the mist from your sighs fogging up his vision?
Are you lonesome tonight?
I had to ask.

Has he woven tales of fixing you forever?
I see a flash of red riding up your cheekbones.
Rolling your eyes to earth. Flashing your tongue.
Has his woody musk cooled your anger?
Am I still blinded by your reds and greens?
Would you flash those green eyes at me?

Strings of sea pearls floating down bareback,
Grittiness matching the backbone they frame.
You string my heart like the rose in your hair.
I glide along to the drumming of your fingers,
Playing a melody that was us. Once. Not far.
Would you let me hold you?

Crowned by a beguiling girl. Trailing in lime.
He moves. Eyes locked. Legs in step with you.

Is that a hunch I see in him?
Have you broken every bone of his?
What if I let you tame me?
I wouldn’t fix you. Not again.
Hold me closer and tighter.

I see you.
Hold my gaze.
Listen to me.
Rapt.

Don’t listen to your angels and demons.
Mask the sting of poison with your honey.
Put your crooked smile to use.
Slay him to oblivion.
Let me hold you. After.

Don’t let your silences drown us out.
I seek your voice at midnight’s dawn.
Would you still love me tomorrow?