Desire

The angel with black wings, you are mine.

We’ll make it baby, we’ll be just fine.

We both posses a halo and horns.

Beautiful roses, pricking our fingers on each other’s thorns.

Careless when you’re with me.

I’m free.

Fearless.

I believe.

We aren’t afraid, together we’ll fly.

Inhuman, we ignore those who walk by.

Perfectly imperfect, our love like fire.

You are the only one I desire.