I found my compass in the east
Whilst traipsing about the south
And Lo her eyes are the north
I Grow, I Learn, I become the harvest
The strength of the bear, The stride of the peacock
The weight of her kiss, the air around her walk
I can hurt forever and yet love forever
I Learn, I Feel, I become the harvest
The honey bee, the brown sun, the grape
The rudder that controls all hair on my nape
A light is always lit in my west
I Feel, I love, I become the harvest
Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 4:11 AM UTC
I found my compass in the east
Whilst traipsing about the south
And Lo her eyes are the north
I Grow, I Learn, I become the harvest
The strength of the bear, The stride of the peacock
The weight of her kiss, the air around her walk
I can hurt forever and yet love forever
I Learn, I Feel, I become the harvest
The honey bee, the brown sun, the grape
The rudder that controls all hair on my nape
A light is always lit in my west
I Feel, I love, I become the harvest