Love Is Everything
Watching her world grow old waxing cold; this flesh is dying....
Drawn within a place which failed it's glitter afore she ever glowed ?
Still trying to sell myself her derriere; up turned towards his southern wind
Atop, time's casting couch ? Requesting another read through while pulling this broken
Tooth from her golden apple and surround sounds sea shells playing an octave five..
Black as white a tiny kitten shy peaking past, the cracked door ? Melting my heart knowing.
|