I will sit here
forever, me
Just wondering why
the blood in
cracked veins
Turns to ink droplets
and became words
on countless pages
This isn't pain
That was not love
Either way
we are F R E E
as animals
Is this an Ancient
Marmalade Sky
and Champagne Rivers
Where we will
float away to
something louder
Then a prayer
I am sewn back together
with no anesthetic
But my insides tucked up
Gloss and clouds
Our memories are worth
every penny
With colours and textures
we are floating away
Under Marmalade Skies
and
Champagne Rivers
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 1:28 PM UTC
I will sit here
forever, me
Just wondering why
the blood in
cracked veins
Turns to ink droplets
and became words
on countless pages
This isn't pain
That was not love
Either way
we are F R E E
as animals
Is this an Ancient
Marmalade Sky
and Champagne Rivers
Where we will
float away to
something louder
Then a prayer
I am sewn back together
with no anesthetic
But my insides tucked up
Gloss and clouds
Our memories are worth
every penny
With colours and textures
we are floating away
Under Marmalade Skies
and
Champagne Rivers
