babe just let me in suppose you're going to leave me alone on an island again? to watch you drown I can't swim. Just let me kiss the bottom of your ear just talk with me and don't push away but start to let it be clear. I wanna stay and make mistakes and take time to create wishes with you when it's dark and cloudy outside I'd always close my eyes and it would all come true to stare at your bottomless blue crystal sea stained-glass. Dance with me make me swing getting tipsy over the dizzy way of how you sing giving a new feeling Send me to sleep on a Saturday morning help me if I get cold then I'll hum the melody you always taught me since the beginning please hold my love tight and true cupid's dove fly away so I can write with my last breathe an epic conclusion
~fin
grey bathed in black and white are the only colors poets use to write.