the tragic flaw of this seperation is that you look more beautiful with a broken heart.

you spawn wings that fan regret into my lungs.
as you sore into the sky of my eyes
my body becomes poisoned with desire and i forget of the angel that has stolen my heart from you.

your seducing air inflates my lungs but it can not fill me with the love i lost for you.

i exhale a toxic breath full of every confused notion i had deep inside.
a tornado of relief stirs within my chest and i realize that beauty adds no substance to emptiness.
with this i moved on and left us as a memory but now my veins are running dry without my heart.
the angel i fell for flys further away with it and moves with constant increases of distance.

i remain alone but in love and only continue to function because i hold tightly onto the hope that she will fall from the heavens and join me