"Rabbit holes are such enticing creations"
He said before kissing a prudish blond
Who looked like Paris in the winter, and
Tuscany in the summer
Drawing away his thirsty lips and turning to me, he said,
"Delve into the madness hidden
Within the layers of the consuming need
To feel another human touch and The need to live clean
Because people are like glass, you see
Such fragile creatures
Who can't help but wear the fingerprints of those who came and Left before you
So kiss hard and cry long
Live tough and give softly
And while glass is thin, you don't break easily."