Lipstick on the Headboard [Draft 1] (Patreon)

Alternate Title: We have Billie Eilish at home

Is this any good? My friend really likes it, but it feels very...meh to me. The mastering and crossfades are super messy. Not sure if this is worth working on any further. 😞

_Gold-laced, low-lit, lilac liquor on my lipsGlass-cut, fast touch, fairy fingers at my wristLace-locked, jaw dropped, slip-stitch sinsKiss-curse, slick-versed, sick with him

Once upon an aftershock, a phantom on the mezzanineSwan song sung in satin knots, a blessing and a guillotine

My sex life is a fairytale—pale veils and vicious spellsSipping on a siren’s wail, drowning in the wishing wellHearth-lit, heart split, heaven bent and hell-borneLicked clean, lit scene, lipstick on the headboard

Moon-drunk, muse-struck, mouth like molten poetryBlue-bled, bruised red, tangled in his rosaryHalo caught on crooked teeth, dusk dressed up in revelryHunting me in honeyed sheets, chasing down the death of me

Once upon an aftershock, a phantom on the mezzanineSwan song sung in satin knots, a blessing and a guillotine

My sex life is a fairytale—pale veils ‘n’ vicious spellsSipping on a siren’s wail, drowning in the wishing wellHearth-lit, heart split, heaven bent and hell-borneLicked clean, lit scene, lipstick on the headboard

Crumpled pages, shattered charms, nightshade ink on fevered armsSworn in sweat and sacrament, in bitten lips and glamoured skinWound tight in the writer’s quill, bled out in the lines I spillDripping like a fabled dream—distant, dark, and glistening

Ever-after's razor-edged, the spindle’s spin is paper-thinI’ll be Rapunzel if you climb, but don’t cut me free again