Reptiles

I think I'd better leave here now

The scent of you stays in my keep

And if it doesn't dissipate in a day

Then I think I'll fall for you

The serpent hissing at my feet

Rips off its mask to reveal your face

And if it bares its fangs and leans in, I

I'd stand still, I wouldn't even blink an eye

A poet told me about you

In verse and refrain he tore through you

He couldn't find the words to hate you so

So he laughed, and he froze, and he cried

And he poured out the glands in his eyes

So he laughed, and he froze, and he cried

And he poured out the glands in his eyes