Fish Fall in Love

A certain numbness crawls on my body,
Let it bite me, sting me
Sting me till my body shows the colour of my soul
Hurt me till blue cuddles me with lust.

Play the conjurer, Numbness,
Let me be stoic, let me live in a world of oblivion
Where no make-believe world could be woven;
Let my thoughts become the face of the wan moon
Of the city night
Under which eyes, forgetting the presence of luna,
Love to be bewitched by the signs of neon.
Sting me, bite me with all your venom, Numbness,
Poison was never as sweet as tonight.

-the shepherdess.