Ambitious Lovers Who could I ever trust as much as myself? I guess that's why love is getting your heart felt. Give a stranger a scalpel to tear your insides about, And hope they adore the candied guts that fall out. The mess on the floor is embarrassment and lies, The pains and frustrations, and bloody butterflies. I want you to eat my rotten and forbidden fruit, And embrace my mistakes as I eat yours too. Just know you're my monster, and if I ever hurt you, My pain would be endless, I couldn't handle the abuse. Would you have ever had guessed, I would burn for you? If you were a witch, I'd be your ugly twisted broom. We could fly around drunk, and cast spells forever, I'm a toad of a prince, but you find my croaks clever. Suppose that I die, after my nine feline lives, Resting in peace, love for my lioness never dies. Removing my armor, you melt away my chain-mail. Slain your dragons, we make love atop the burning scales. You offer me everything, anything, your universe entails, I ask of you nothing, but to keep the offer an exclusive sale. And we spend our lives dancing around malnourished sharks, Our love is like chum, but they'll never tear us apart.