lostinrainbows: May 2011

Stab me, Carole


We are characters in different books.
We'll never meet each other.

We are villains of different films.
We'll never shoot each other.

I'm the dreamer and you're the dream.
Excessive sunlight beam!

Oh, stab me, Carole.
With the sharpest blade in the world.
Oh, stab me, Carole.
Cos it's not going to be the first time. Twirl!

A cloud slicing the moon in half.
Your razor slicing, again, my heart.

Don't talk about destiny. These are lands without a place.

I'm the dreamer and you're the dream.
Excessive sunlight beam!

Oh, stab me, Carole.
With the sharpest blade in the world.
Oh, stab me, Carole.
Cos it's not going to be your first time. I'm sure!

Aim.
Stab.
Don't
miss.