Upwards, eagles rule the skies
when she was sixteen,
she said that she would never leave
and at eighteen she couldn't wait to go.
and I will paint your face on canvas
with muted tones and fine tooth combs.
and I will write poetry about you.
and in one hundred years,
when you ask me, why
it is because when I was fourteen,
everything changed,
and upwards eagles rule the skies.
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 6:25 PM UTC
Upwards, eagles rule the skies
when she was sixteen,
she said that she would never leave
and at eighteen she couldn't wait to go.
and I will paint your face on canvas
with muted tones and fine tooth combs.
and I will write poetry about you.
and in one hundred years,
when you ask me, why
it is because when I was fourteen,
everything changed,
and upwards eagles rule the skies.
