Air-Conditioned Love

I am a savage besmitten with her The loneliest werewolf, I wander the earth My words are mistakes and my thoughts are unclean This cider inside me, it slides like a dream The moon of her window, it glows evermore The night wrapped around us, two spoons in a drawer I miss her dark blankets, I miss her clean sheets All her Julietting, coquettish and sweet Make me hold you But then I'm just a ghost Air-conditioned love Is always cold I enter her room and it smells like before Like rain and vanilla, she closes the door The movement, the blurring, the echoing ache Of slow disappearing and smearing away But now I'm a thief, I'm a transient freak A discarded object, I'm hated and weak She's hollowed my chest and I've haunted her street That ravenous princess, she's ravaged through me Make me hold you But then I'm just a ghost Air-conditioned love Is always cold