My Flame-licked Lover

It was that cheshire cat smile that did it

I was half in love, half afraid, I saw you through the looking glass

I would look at you like you were my favourite magic trick, a coin behind my ear, a tale on your tongue, how you held me close and licked your lips

We’re all mad here, you would say, your eyes crazed, a match between your sharp teeth, you would have set yourself on fire and laughed, I am sure of it

But I was always too scared to tell you, that I had seen madness

but only in a boy from Pennsylvania

who didn’t know how to love me.