Longer days made me wait
fret over sweet love songs he'd never sing (inside my head)
I waited, patiently, like kids do
For the first sip of mango and mint dew.

Months pass; still stuck like a moth
to your lies and breadcrumbs
crawled like an ant, hoping I'd be a firefly
but all I was to him was a nasty insect.

so I peddled, three sisters wove another cycle
doodling in the corner of the page, words I'd never speak,
reminiscent of the love I never had.

Until you came along, sweet and sticky
golden like honey, sparkling under the sun
each string you plucked on your guitar
tuned my void to overflowing river
and I flowed like a breeze, hoping to graze your peachy cheeks.

you were all that he wasn't, he was all that you weren't, but I was so touched deprived, god lord
forgive me for my sins when he tasted the peaches and cream beneath
my scales of crocodile tears that the boy before him left.

But too much honey kills
Too much smoke makes it hard to breathe
when I craved to be listened to and heard
he only fed me with moans of dreams I never had.

So I seek solace in your arms, but my mind is kindling with someone else
I tell my body answers to your call,
but we both know it's for someone else.

Tell me, good lord, am I the demon?
If so, this isn't my gratification
it might look like I'm playing with two hearts,
but both of them are setting my soul on fire.

River Styx is burning me, this is my summer.