i gotta stay sober, you’re an ****** you’re killing me, it gets me in a euphoric state you’re too persuasive, ***** poppy, your spell casts perfectly in my body and you make me your dolly
You came to me in my dream, dressed in shiny red and seeds and for a second i forgot all about my needs, your language was something man can’t speak and your shape was simply just a lead, in reality you rest on my chest by my beads
forests green embrace my mind the harsh branches look soft from the meadows behind in fleeting moments birds shadows pass and the trees move, a hypnotizing dance a melody’s whispering from afar “the deeper the trees go the deeper they are” i’ll try and listen to the songbirds warn not to get lost in your hazel charms