one was giving me the eye but nothing came of it (opinion)

The Poet's Rant	I wanted to touch him so badly that it made my fingertips burn	And so he sailed the wine-dark sea	And then they came for me, but the bridge would not ignite.
There was no one waiting for me...	And when she came back she was nobody's wife	Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can make me think I deserved it.	He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.
eyed me like a female mantis	As if he knew that words were how I kissed	But the last half of the book is blank, and the author is gone.	I lived in interesting times, came to the attention of those in power, and found what I was looking for.
And so he sailed the wine-dark stars	everyone who ever told me i was pretty was lying.	but you had his eyes and that was sort of almost enough	The one thing I wanted more than anything was for someone, just once, to tell me they don't know what they'd do without me
I used to like it, but it makes me sick to the stomach	Somebody told me a story. It was pretty but boring. It was Saturday night, my stories usually end up that way.	You can find a place inside my heart if you will stay	What You're Doing
Wildfire	sing