A Boy With Roses

When You Kiss My Pulse

Piercing through the silence 
Love, so anacreontic and dark
Riding a bull in the blistering sun 
Blinded by regret and pleasure

I have grown tired of this place
This dazzling daze 
As pure as a river pouring into me 
Yes, yes, yes 

You make me feel like I am nothing 
Consumed by a sea of loneliness 
I adore the way we get lost 
With no serendipity
With no deus ex machina
With no fucks given

I come back to you
Dissolving absolutes 
Painting soft clouds of desire 
This time I won\'t wonder 
Am I right or am I wrong? 
Shooting stars dance with pity 
A rush of ecstasy fading 
When you kiss my pulse

Reality is a tragedy I can\'t define
A boy like me dying from boredom
Happiness leaving like a poem  
Coughing when you spit in my hole
I hear the bells fading
The depature of the tide 
Tears in a meadow 
Find the sand, draw the line 
When you look in my eyes I die every time 
When you look in my eyes 
I die every time.