Lie

"I'll lie for you," he said, pushing a strand of her hair off of her face. He gave her a stiff smile as he enclosed her face with his palms and gently leaned his forehead against hers.

"I'll lie for you, 

If it takes the daggers off your back,

If it keeps your blood at bay.

I'll lie to you,

If it gives you the blanket of night,

If it grants you a blink of an eye.

And I'll lie with you,

So you can know who I am."

His small stiff turned despondent. She mirrored it on her own lips when she brushed his cheek with her cold fingertips, because she knew, he was telling the truth.

She knew, he was true.