Drowning in the Blue Nile
He sent me Downtown Lights,
I hadn’t heard it in a while
My boredoms bone deep,
This cage was once just fine
Am I allowed to cry?
I dream of cracking locks,
Throwing my life to the wolves or the ocean rocks
Crashing into him tonight,
He’s a paradox I’m seeing visions am I bad? Or mad? Or wise?
What if he’s written ‘mine’ on my upper thigh only in my mind?
One slip I’m falling back into the hedge maze but what a way to die
I keep recalling things we never did
Messy top lip kiss, how I long for our tryst
Without ever touching his skin, how can I be guilty as sin?
I keep these longings locked in lower case inside a vault
Someone told me there’s no such thing as bad thoughts,
Only your actions talk
These fatal fantasies giving way to laboured breath taking all of me
We’ve already done it in my head
If it’s make believe, why does it feel like a vow we’ll both uphold somehow?
What if he’s written ‘mine’ on my upper thigh only in my mind?
One slip I’m falling back into the hedge maze but what a way to die
My bedsheets are ablaze, I screamed his name
Building up like waves crashing over my grave
Without ever touching his skin, how can I be guilty as sin?
What if I roll the stone away?
They’re gonna crucify me anyway
What if the way you hold me is actually what’s holy?
If long suffering propriety is what they want from me
They don’t know how you’ve haunted me so stunningly
I choose you and me, religiously
What if he’s written ‘mine’ on my upper thigh only in my mind?
One slip I’m falling back into the hedge maze but what a way to die
I keep recalling things we never did
Messy top lip kiss, how I long for our tryst
Without ever touching his skin, how can I be guilty as sin?
Drowning in the Blue Nile he sent me Downtown Lights,
I hadn’t heard it in a while
My boredoms bone deep, this cage was once just fine
Am I allowed to cry?
