White gleaming stars
Of a heaven on earth
You've always been with me
In the most profound of ways
In my best times, in my worst
When I sit with friends and lovers
Dressed in glass and silver topped
Bringing something, to the table
A bitter sweet relationship
But of which I could call you neither
And make vibrant all that you touch
Like the passionate hand of a woman
And if a man is worth you
Then he is a friend of mine
And if a man succumbs to anger
Dare I call him salty
And though God forbids you
From the rivers and the rain
You will always have a home
In the ocean, and in my tears
Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 5:15 PM UTC
White gleaming stars
Of a heaven on earth
You've always been with me
In the most profound of ways
In my best times, in my worst
When I sit with friends and lovers
Dressed in glass and silver topped
Bringing something, to the table
A bitter sweet relationship
But of which I could call you neither
And make vibrant all that you touch
Like the passionate hand of a woman
And if a man is worth you
Then he is a friend of mine
And if a man succumbs to anger
Dare I call him salty
And though God forbids you
From the rivers and the rain
You will always have a home
In the ocean, and in my tears