hot summer days
hot boy walking my way
so gorgeous that i think i
dripped
beneath his gaze

he loved, he lied - i stripped
petals
by
petals
to be in his grip

his loins, his lips - mon soleil
though i knew they were all counterfeit
i did
swallow it anyway

but came the fall, gone the sweet talk
but things got so hot they turned sour
so i shall be found along the sidewalk
where i stayed a fucking wallflower.