Lips part at crazed thoughts
Yet, all I am is
Cute.
Daydreams stray
Although they should not
Yet, words flow like
The truth.

Fallen beneath the phone bill
A card waits un-opened.
Brilliant colors, with a tab
It sings when you pull it.
You would call it
Cute.

The card is thrown, unknowingly.
A shame, It would have been appealing.
Could have been
Godly.

Un-rational?
Meh
I've heard worse.
Bumblebees fly against nature.
All the time
People ask why
But I just lie.
Don't fix something that ain't broke.
Can't lose something that's not yours.
Yeah?
Lets take a bet on that.

I'm willing to bet
This sin of green is worse
Than you have felt.
I'm willing to guess
There's more to lose
Than just a measly bet.
I guess the sweetest downfall
Deserves something at the end
I have nothing.
Guess you're left with that
Smoldering smile.