I wish I could sit in your head all day
lay bricks around me, layer after layer
mixing the cement with a vengeance
building my sarcophagus
I wish I could look through your milky eyes
and drink in the sunset through your pupils
nourishing my body for eternity
I wish you could hear me speak to you
lapping up the poetry you whisper
as I lay on more bricks
I'll make you my tomb yet
Your voice my eulogy
Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 9:46 PM UTC
I wish I could sit in your head all day
lay bricks around me, layer after layer
mixing the cement with a vengeance
building my sarcophagus
I wish I could look through your milky eyes
and drink in the sunset through your pupils
nourishing my body for eternity
I wish you could hear me speak to you
lapping up the poetry you whisper
as I lay on more bricks
I'll make you my tomb yet
Your voice my eulogy
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