a colour i've never felt before
staining the very fingers i use to
write love letters and tuck
little hairs away
like the oceans of which it shares its hue
it came crashing into me
it came crashing through me
it came crashing past me
and into my heart
where you claimed your place
as quick as the morning dew
leaves after the rising of the sun
and i felt safe like i have
never been
i felt safe in these waves
though i've never known
how to swim
felt safe as the tide overcame
the beatings of my heart
even if it had never been this way before
what is this?
who are you?
what have you done to me?
questions i've asked the moon (but not yet you)
looking for the answers in the creases of your eyes
but maybe you'll save them for another day
a time when you'll know too
Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 11:04 PM UTC
a colour i've never felt before
staining the very fingers i use to
write love letters and tuck
little hairs away
like the oceans of which it shares its hue
it came crashing into me
it came crashing through me
it came crashing past me
and into my heart
where you claimed your place
as quick as the morning dew
leaves after the rising of the sun
and i felt safe like i have
never been
i felt safe in these waves
though i've never known
how to swim
felt safe as the tide overcame
the beatings of my heart
even if it had never been this way before
what is this?
who are you?
what have you done to me?
questions i've asked the moon (but not yet you)
looking for the answers in the creases of your eyes
but maybe you'll save them for another day
a time when you'll know too
