Love, let me sleep tonight on your couch and remember the smell of the fabric of your simple city dress.
Oh, that was so real
We walked around until the moon got full like a plate, the wind blew an invocation, could have fell asleep at the gaze and I never stepped on the cracks because I knew I'd lose my mother, and I couldn't awake from the nightmare that ****** me in and pulled me under, pulled me under.