kitty the naughty poet

What if...

if I were filled with helium and floated to the moon...

... would you come and save me?

build a rocket out of devotion and

fly through the shadows to be by my side...

 

what if I jumped out of a plane in the Sahara Desert...

... could you follow me?

sew a parachute out of pain and

wade through the storm of self-loathing to save me from myself...

 

if I fell off a cliff and into the sea...

... would you rescue me?

craft a boat out of lust and

row through the waves of doubt to be my one and only...