Date me-

I've got sad music

And soft lips

And hands made

For touching;

I like to eat cherries

In July and my name is 

Spelled in three different ways;

One for every time you 

See me cry in the shower

But we'll have lots of fun,

I swear, we'll sit and watch

The mold grow onto my plates

In my room, we can touch each other's

Bodies until I start to mend together with the wall

Behind you;

But don't ask me about my mother; shove your 

Fingers far down my throat so I can taste

Your last girl's love for you,

I've got a wine stained tongue 

That might be a little bitter,

Eyes so bright only in the winter,

Smoke too much and sleep

Too little;

We can both pretend 

We don't have an expiry date,

And hold me tight until we can't tell

Where you start, and I end

I scream at any mirror I see

And dig holes in my backyard

A little too deep;

Gonna need something to bury

Your love for me after you've had

A couple of drinks