somewhere there is water left
when you smile i smile with you
|with the sun and the moon and the stars,
my love|
we are healers, you and me
so love has knocked my teeth out
so |what about your sea, my sky?|
i'm an aperture
aphelion
|so what about your earth, your eyes|
somewhere there is water left
so |somewhere there is rain|
for once i'm not waxing poetic on your skin
*|but my god, i could hold you forever|