blue star, single handed with a *** of gold I reached out and spoke to the old I went back to the last one and the last all the places where my heart was almost sold and I remember by you, the split one I was told you spoke so wise so bold renered your eyes toward me and said behold
and I did
watched intently the love you scold the fires that drenched our household with love
but still I was cold
it was the earth I wanted to hold the shape of it I wanted to remold
but our thoughts are controlled and us humans we unfold to that which glitters all that which is gold
I am not a diamond I am merely flesh and bones filled with gravestones and broken jawbones blistered backbones for reasons that will maybe forever be unknown
my hormones burst in my in my bones my thoughts release groans and I love the sound of the tone