Make my heart stir once more
Furthering a silicon sickness
Unreachable this time
Sworn from these graces so long ago
An immense melody scarring reflections
This too will haunt our past
Speaking with bruised wrists
All roads home are now erased
Mountains yielding permanence
Emerging with gorgeous anticipation
Shed their fallen attempts
For your eyes are not green
They were born from the most ancient of moss
Wrapped in a dripping globular of starlit jade
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 7:09 PM UTC
Make my heart stir once more
Furthering a silicon sickness
Unreachable this time
Sworn from these graces so long ago
An immense melody scarring reflections
This too will haunt our past
Speaking with bruised wrists
All roads home are now erased
Mountains yielding permanence
Emerging with gorgeous anticipation
Shed their fallen attempts
For your eyes are not green
They were born from the most ancient of moss
Wrapped in a dripping globular of starlit jade
