Punch me with your words
Punch me with your sword
Punch me with your brick in my mouth
With your two-piece ego and drowning claws
Bang me with your fistful of lies
With your dirty flags shoved in my throat
Cut me, with your sharpened two-edged blade
With your love that runs smooth like honey
And your skin that gropes as elegant as silk
Remember we are green
So must our love be rough and rebellious
The city burns in our headlines tonight, so
Let’s use rage to paint the beauty of our lust
Raw like the oceans that drown their tongues
Do you think we know love? And if yes
What is it that you think we know about love,
Except for her name and how our bodies burn?
Beat me with your shaft, in my face
Till I bleed like a fountain, high and dry
Drink a song, a poem in the beauty of my gunk
Shake that disease of youthfulness in my bed
I love you and Valentine ain’t got shit on us!
V for vengeance, for all the nights, spent apart!
Mortar my heart and hit it with a shovel now
Hard, rough, shaggy, uneven, rhythmless
Until every prison, I keep swoons
I promise not to tell our mothers
They will stare at our burns
Let them call it for what it is
A tea kettle on a stove
A classical madness
Rock and roll
Again, fight me with your love
Your jealous honesty and your sweet smile
Confuse me with your lust, your shredded skin
Build a bridge with my downside, walk on it
Ask me to stoop low as you conquer my being
Let’s cheers to this youthful madness we call love!
Then punch me again, like
How love punches a heart
In all the right places, Oh!
Say it, how enjoyably it hurts
Keep a poem between your teeth
Drink it the next time someone honors you less
Remember I love you first?
And that you smudged at me for saying it first?
That all in all, this was yours to be told first?
In Amsterdam, before any other place first?
For all that seems to be for love
For all that seems to be for lust
For all that seems to be our juvenescence
For all that seems to be of certainty right now
It’s your name on the skin of my skies
It’s my kiss on the fields of your lips
So say it now, say it loud for every ear to hear
As we dawdle in these white sheets tonight
As we burn our bodies together, for love.