cherubim

A moon for kiss
Grant me 22 of this
22 strides
For minds that wander
A meaningless glide
For hearts asunder
Baptize me
In your lemon kiss
I'll taste your hair
With ease of this
I do puzzles in
My sleep
Cupid lost a bow
And arrow not keep
The shock of gold
And mystic blue
A smile that once
Belonged to you
I scribbled all my
Endless sighs
I feel as though you
Told me lies
Cupid it has to be
Theres something
Rotten between you and me?