She was born to love the moon while
his songs hailed to the sun.
Twins, twins, twins, twins, the words sound.
Her hair is short and dark when
his is long and light.
She hunts and swears and shouts,
he sings and dances and laughs.
Twins, twins, twins, twins, the words sound.
Frost covers her mouth and
his lips are warmer than the sun.
Her kisses are harsh like winter and his
are soft and sweet like midsummer rain.
Twins, twins, twins, twins, the words sound.
Mar 1, 2014
Mar 1, 2014 at 1:34 PM UTC
She was born to love the moon while
his songs hailed to the sun.
Twins, twins, twins, twins, the words sound.
Her hair is short and dark when
his is long and light.
She hunts and swears and shouts,
he sings and dances and laughs.
Twins, twins, twins, twins, the words sound.
Frost covers her mouth and
his lips are warmer than the sun.
Her kisses are harsh like winter and his
are soft and sweet like midsummer rain.
Twins, twins, twins, twins, the words sound.
