A Spoken Word Poem

Your eyes
crystal and blue
shattered, shattered, shattered
by my kiss
and scattered, scattered, scattered
so I wouldn't cry
So I wouldn't die
in your arms
right there
on the kitchen floor
dusted
with polish
smelling lemon fresh
Mmm....mmm...mmm...
lemon fresh, pine scent, smelling...
oh, oh, oh, so sweet
Smelling oh, oh, oh
And I wanted your death kiss, lemon scent kiss
right there
so your eyes would crackle, crumble and fall
helplessly
into mine
right there
right there
right there
on the kitchen floor