Foxfire you burn holes in my heart and fill them just the same,
covering my veins with glitter-dust and Ashes,
These ashes rebirth into something bigger,
Warming quilt of feather, Phoenix rising
Rising storm,
This thunder fills my lungs and fills my throat I want to sing. Bring.
I want to sing out the tar from my lungs
I want to paint this concrete with my love.
My lungs love
Doves to red and dug in deeper, Gold.
Accomplishing nothing just minor goals.
This coal can be painted with gold.
Coral reef, alveoli
These cables fill holes in me.
Rebar, concrete.
These fables fill my holes with gold.
Doves fill my heart's holes.
**Love
Is
Gold.**
Apr 19, 2017
Apr 19, 2017 at 4:19 AM UTC
Foxfire you burn holes in my heart and fill them just the same,
covering my veins with glitter-dust and Ashes,
These ashes rebirth into something bigger,
Warming quilt of feather, Phoenix rising
Rising storm,
This thunder fills my lungs and fills my throat I want to sing. Bring.
I want to sing out the tar from my lungs
I want to paint this concrete with my love.
My lungs love
Doves to red and dug in deeper, Gold.
Accomplishing nothing just minor goals.
This coal can be painted with gold.
Coral reef, alveoli
These cables fill holes in me.
Rebar, concrete.
These fables fill my holes with gold.
Doves fill my heart's holes.
**Love
Is
Gold.**
