I don’t know why i’m reminiscing,
but you remind me of last summer
the sun is gently stroking your roof
while i think of my dark lover
The light blue crumbling facade
gives me the pain of longing
for a home that makes me wonder
if i’ll see another morning
It’s an eerie mystery
why i prefer a thunderstorm
the erratic and the uncanny
over a sacred place of warmth
I want your roof to be blown off,
i want to scream and cry
for i know love needs to be rough
like nature is sublime
Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 4:09 AM UTC
I don’t know why i’m reminiscing,
but you remind me of last summer
the sun is gently stroking your roof
while i think of my dark lover
The light blue crumbling facade
gives me the pain of longing
for a home that makes me wonder
if i’ll see another morning
It’s an eerie mystery
why i prefer a thunderstorm
the erratic and the uncanny
over a sacred place of warmth
I want your roof to be blown off,
i want to scream and cry
for i know love needs to be rough
like nature is sublime