20 July 2012
There's a shark's tooth on my wrist,
Lying next to a small blue heart,
Once a tiny green snake looked up and hissed,
When everything just fell apart,
The stars and moons shine a little brighter,
But the lock on my chest feels ever tighter,
Won't those amber tiger eyes,
Look out and learn,
Tell me what love is, is it wise?
For it, should I yearn?
Or should I maintain this heart's cold place,
And never, never, look upon your face.
Tooth • Opuss № I