New. Dawn. Fades.
I knew when you picked up the phone that
My memory would start to panic but
Even when a memory pops up
My new found sugar clouds
Keep this keep me calm.
If this was the loot then I am not mad and
I can reach out for swollen skies without
Being too ******* myself and and
You don’t drive me mad and and
The relief is divine.
Object of my affection,
Your pulse is pounding inside my
Stormy Sunday and
This. This was nice.