The moon in the midst as her tongue pitched my audition.
My eyes were wrapped up with a riddled sensitization.
I could no longer see my shadow like I had lost my identity.
My candescent heart felt a plaintive song.
Her eyes were drowned BY the sea;
I had butterflies in my stomach when her hands slipped off from mine.
“Eddie Goodbye”, she said. I had bats in my belfry when she blew me a kiss.