by  -shurisnikes

poor boy / you went to berlin and fell in love / with an angel blessed by jupiter's mercury-tinted kiss / your bones were a honeycomb of cigarette smoke and pomegranate syrup / and angel touches each one until they're painted in morphine and nebulous memories / she was a faerie with clouds of cherry-stained smoke curling past her lips / a honey-nicotine deity with midnight moons orbiting her fingertips / but dear boy / angels can fall from a curb / just as easily as they fall from heaven

poor boy / you went to berlin and fell in love / with a raspberry cordial lover with gardens blooming in his eyes / darling was charcoal and silk and sweet urban legends / salvation sang from his lace-lined heart / when you were focused on the copper-sweet tint of his lips / and you called to heaven when he painted midsummer wine glasses with mint tea and crushed peonies / but they weren't ever for you / so you filled a cracked porcelain mug with acid / and toasted to infinity with your last breath

— poor boy, we lachrymose lovers are envious of your cherry-stem suicide