Delinquency.

You became caught on my hook when you said my name.

I saw the curl of your lips become softer,

and felt the heat of your breath on my shoulder.

Holding someone else's hand you leant across the table

and asked me to write you a song.

Our eyes will always catch on one another,

my perfume will penetrate your sleepless dreams.

You can't help but brush your hand over my exposed skin,

just waiting for me to make you a mistake.

I'll sleep in your mind relentlessly.

But not beneath your sheets