She fit the mold, that’s for sure
But that dirty bitch had charisma for miles
And the girls felt the presence, the heat of the shift
“You going to the party?”
“Hell, I’m throwing the party luv.”
“Ain’t no one gonna show.”
“Except you, now don’t go lettin’ me down.”
A threat falls on deaf ears if a girl’s strong
A midnight tryst with butcher’s tools
A blinding light and power ebbs…..sister’s of the mind and
the thigh
“Ill take you darlin’ scars and all”
“You gave me these scars.”
“Think of em as sort of comin’ out present.”
“You can have me on Wednesdays, behind the church.”
Gasping for air in a vacuum, like kissing in a tornado
You live or die in a lover’s knot cinched too tight
Shedding your soul for hers feels good until morning
“I have to go home.”
“This is your home, your blood, my blood, it’s the bond.”
“I’ll die before the sun sets.”
“I’ve got a shovel.”
