If I said I really,
Really,
Wanted to get to know you,
That would be an understatement,
I already know you are no good for me,
You are the fox,
I am the rabbit.
You start the butterfly riot in my stomach,
You let the moths flap their dusty wings against the chambers of my heart,
You invite me in with your pleasant words,
Your false promises,
You are the fox.
I want to take your thoughts,
Pour them into the largest wine glass I own,
And sip,
Very slowly,
I want to understand,
I want to become intoxicated,
You are the fox.
I want to light candles,
And bathe,
Bathe for hours,
Bathe for days,
In the secrets you've never had the courage to say out loud to the world,
You are the fox.
If I could,
I'd sing you a song,
If I could,
I'd write you a poem,
If I could,
I'd solve all of your problems.
But I can't,
So I won't,
Because I am just the rabbit,
And everyone knows what happens when a fox catches a rabbit.
