I wish I could pour a bucket of water onto you and watch your hair dampen and your lashes droop
And see your eyes open to a great white landscape, sun from behind you enlightening your way
And I want to take a match to every forest that shades you when all you want is to feel the warmth
One day I will send a tsunami to you when you crave to be crashed against, and you can swim
Each day I will push harder at the large stone that obstructs your view of the glorious heaven
Until the plethora of colors steal each inch of your view, renewing your sight, your point of view
Nov 12, 2017
Nov 12, 2017 at 9:16 PM UTC
I wish I could pour a bucket of water onto you and watch your hair dampen and your lashes droop
And see your eyes open to a great white landscape, sun from behind you enlightening your way
And I want to take a match to every forest that shades you when all you want is to feel the warmth
One day I will send a tsunami to you when you crave to be crashed against, and you can swim
Each day I will push harder at the large stone that obstructs your view of the glorious heaven
Until the plethora of colors steal each inch of your view, renewing your sight, your point of view
generosity
