Snake Bites (A Strange Sane Love)

Would you be the ugly flower that blooms between perfect corpses?
Not to reach, but to see.
Would you be the darkness that ends this tunnel filled with blinding light?
Not to see, but to reach.
Would you be the sweet water that dehydrates me as I drown?
Not to drink, but to breathe.
Would you be the whispered words that I hear as I choke?
Not to breathe, but to drink.
Would you be the soft lips that feel like a knife?
Not to enjoy, but to want.
Would you be the sharp blade that feels like a kiss?
Not to want, but to enjoy.
Would you be the rain that burns my skin?
Not to welcome, but to fear.
Would you be the fire that cleanses my body?
Not to fear, but to welcome.
Would you be the start that never ends?
Not to love, but to understand.
Would you be the end that never started?
Not to understand, but to love.

Would you be the one?
Such a beautiful ending, dear angel death.