[ Y O U S O M N I F Y ]

Hey sunshine heart;
hey sweetness;
hey there,
my round tower princess.

You’re watching;
I know you’re reading
with those fire wrought
auburn eyes.

This cold feet crash;
this gold spun twine;
this sugar sweet touch
and silver licked lie.

Yeah, I knew.
I knew.

I knew this would be the last of us
‘cause you aint so shiny love,
nah, you ain’t so sweet.
You send my love to sleep.

No. Not to dream.
Not to dream.

Hey forgotten face;
hey darkness;
hey there,
wicked witch of the west.

You’re watching;
I know you’re reading
with those fire wrought
auburn eyes.

I’ll have your voice,
inside my lungs,
your wilting words
on my tongue.
I hope this hurts,
as does my love,
that still goes on
and on
and on.

 

The End

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