i yearn for the day
i’ll feel you sublimate off of me
like snow in the sunlight,
the day these weighted branches will rise
but your hold’s like ice
and these things take time.
yet still i fear
you’re carving scars into my bark
and i weep,
i weep
for the permanence of the heart.
Nov 16, 2019
Nov 16, 2019 at 12:30 AM UTC
i yearn for the day
i’ll feel you sublimate off of me
like snow in the sunlight,
the day these weighted branches will rise
but your hold’s like ice
and these things take time.
yet still i fear
you’re carving scars into my bark
and i weep,
i weep
for the permanence of the heart.
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