03/03/2016

EXPLOSIVE YOU

You’re the happy end of a trigger

And I’m the push spring fool

That bounces back every time

You choose to flash your smile

I coil in wait for your sights to set

On a lunar powered target

That circles around my bulletproof heart

But you’re a sniper in the grass

And the snakes have lost their temperament

So we play the dance in imperfect rhythm

And lose ourselves within the game