Shades of green with rising steam
She breathes
A familiar fog
I remember this heat
Does it remember me
His ink begins to bleed
Usually alone but sometimes prone
Temporarily lost in copper tones
I feel teeth sink
I feel skin rise
Green meets copper
They lock eyes
Much is said with little spoken
Green and copper mend whats broken
Melting together
The water is thick
Tension on the surface finally rips
No more restraint
They feel passion and pain
Numb lips i love the way you drip
Feb 24, 2018
Feb 24, 2018 at 12:04 AM UTC
Shades of green with rising steam
She breathes
A familiar fog
I remember this heat
Does it remember me
His ink begins to bleed
Usually alone but sometimes prone
Temporarily lost in copper tones
I feel teeth sink
I feel skin rise
Green meets copper
They lock eyes
Much is said with little spoken
Green and copper mend whats broken
Melting together
The water is thick
Tension on the surface finally rips
No more restraint
They feel passion and pain
Numb lips i love the way you drip
