She never spoke of sanity
Normal never lost her lips
She thought not much of clarity
Preferring to speak with hips.
She never thought to tell me
How memory was in her hair
It curled and fell like weeping willows
But never felt so fair.
She never wanted to explain
How her footprints left the ground
How she walked the clouds and drank the rain
Why she still looked at me when the sun was with her.
Though she left quietly I still recall
She told me why in her hands
She held me like she was about to fall
And fall she did to lower lands.
Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 9:25 AM UTC
She never spoke of sanity
Normal never lost her lips
She thought not much of clarity
Preferring to speak with hips.
She never thought to tell me
How memory was in her hair
It curled and fell like weeping willows
But never felt so fair.
She never wanted to explain
How her footprints left the ground
How she walked the clouds and drank the rain
Why she still looked at me when the sun was with her.
Though she left quietly I still recall
She told me why in her hands
She held me like she was about to fall
And fall she did to lower lands.
