you know your eyes are like needles
shooting stars up my veins
and my brain explodes faster
at the taste of your name
i can hear the color amber
when i look into your eyes
and i wonder if you hear melodies of brown
when you look into mine
i want to grind your bones into a powder
to have a piece of you once you're gone
i'd destroy you in such a beautiful way
you'll know why people share names with storms