Friday, February 20, 2015

My sin covered dream

I don't want to settle into old skin
and sit on some old comfy couch with him

I don't want the simplicity
People say to hold on to the simple things
But I've never been simple at all

I'm complicated
I'm twisted metal
and dirt on a white dress

I'm surrounded by the unexpected
I can't remember what it's like to live the norm

So I can't call you my darling
Or just simply become your Mrs.

Instead I'll call you my monster
and I'll be your sin covered dream
and together we'll be unexpected
and coming apart at the seams

Fast and wild
and real

when we stop reaching for perfection
we fall into place in the fairy tale theme
And when it stops making sense
we finally realize what it all means
 and that when it's meant to be it's exactly what it's cracked up to be...

 "Love is an untamed force."

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