Stars, Planets, And You Poem by Adrian Cordova

Come back to me.
I'm in sweat agony, and yet I think I've had enough for once.
I've lived without you for so long that all that's inside of me is agony.
And as much as I love the sweat taste of agony, I think it's time for the bitter taste of love.
But, no matter what these scars we made won't go away will they.
I've stared into your shattered dreams that I built my hopes upon.
And if your not ready I ask for one last kiss.
But this one is not to be a regular kiss, this time I want the kiss of death.
If you grant me this, at least I'll have a taste that'll drown out agony for awhile.
And seeing as how I've got nothing to lose, I'll over step my authority and deliver my own.
But this is a kiss of cliche truth, or my kiss of undying love.
Unto your dead lips.