She knew she was a cute little heartbreaker fiery as the smoke of a burning city. She longed to see a world in a grain of sand & heaven in the eye of a wild flower. Her visions of paradise were the foolish dreams of an adolescent completely out of touch with the real world. Golden & eternally yours; you come to me on the night and I wake in my dreams tired being drowned by some kind of sick black wave. She was starving to tell him how exhausted she was twisted by the sensation of falling across the crystal green sky.