It's You - It's Me
It's you ...
alone in a drenching rain floating
thoughts taking flight a wondrous
sight flowers staking hold stitched
in the fabric of your soul dripping
to the floor where the heavens met
your shore and that look I adore
eyes lost amongst the periwinkle
time stalls but the beads still fall
--where hope stands
--she paints her songs
on charts of stone skipped along
and the ripples remind you of me
It's me ...
hiding behind the sun in a place
I often run where shadows are friends
and comfort never ends or begins
to let me breathe the words falling
off the love trapped on my tongue
longing to be the one where beads
are only wrapped in promise rings
and a love letter necklace draping
dripping parchment notes in red
--until the end
--I'll bleed my songs
on charts of stone skipped along
and the ripples remind me of you
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