In our past life
We were Knights
With our chain mail flat chest and swords
We were sun-beaten Shepherds
Roaming infinite plains
Sunset-lit nights and heavy sultry days.
Then Princes racing
On some Orange land
Breathless. Daring. Alive
Eternal smiles and Blue crackling eyes.
Imprisoned now in this soft flesh
You are crowned in yours.
Seeking and do not recognise
Beyond this sticky form
Imprisoned now in this soft flesh
Feb 10, 2024
Feb 10, 2024 at 1:40 PM UTC
In our past life
We were Knights
With our chain mail flat chest and swords
We were sun-beaten Shepherds
Roaming infinite plains
Sunset-lit nights and heavy sultry days.
Then Princes racing
On some Orange land
Breathless. Daring. Alive
Eternal smiles and Blue crackling eyes.
Imprisoned now in this soft flesh
You are crowned in yours.
Seeking and do not recognise
Beyond this sticky form
Imprisoned now in this soft flesh
