Your eyes sink back, hiding
Tempting
Warring between blue and grey
Dark pearls in a glaze of white
The sun sprinkles light
Over the tints of magic in the sidewalk
And I am painfully aware
Of your arm around my shoulder
And it beckons for rain
Warm, heavy rain
Washing rain
A flood to drown our essence
But I can see that sun
And the glitters of the sidewalk
That reflect in your steely eyes
And maybe it’s because you know I like the rain too much
Maybe it’s because I’m already drowning
And maybe it’s because you’re already floating
That you aren’t so aware of my shoulder
Jun 8, 2011
Jun 8, 2011 at 4:28 PM UTC
Your eyes sink back, hiding
Tempting
Warring between blue and grey
Dark pearls in a glaze of white
The sun sprinkles light
Over the tints of magic in the sidewalk
And I am painfully aware
Of your arm around my shoulder
And it beckons for rain
Warm, heavy rain
Washing rain
A flood to drown our essence
But I can see that sun
And the glitters of the sidewalk
That reflect in your steely eyes
And maybe it’s because you know I like the rain too much
Maybe it’s because I’m already drowning
And maybe it’s because you’re already floating
That you aren’t so aware of my shoulder