I boldly laugh at darkness
Boldy it laughs at me
In the black of
sparking
silver
moonbeams
I have seen the moth kiss
I have seen it kiss
the naked
bulb
If it rains
Tonight I know you will think-of-me
I used to smile in the dark
When you whispered in the rain
Your eyes were shining
bottle caps
in the passenger seat
the moon
is closed in dark clouds
Soaking feet in our shoes
The rain falls on the roof so loud
I feel it in my head
but you ask to be held
I would smile when you looked and said
"Do you think it's funny how the rain kisses my skin"
and I would answer slowly
and you asked to be held
Oct 23, 2011
Oct 23, 2011 at 5:53 AM UTC
I boldly laugh at darkness
Boldy it laughs at me
In the black of
sparking
silver
moonbeams
I have seen the moth kiss
I have seen it kiss
the naked
bulb
If it rains
Tonight I know you will think-of-me
I used to smile in the dark
When you whispered in the rain
Your eyes were shining
bottle caps
in the passenger seat
the moon
is closed in dark clouds
Soaking feet in our shoes
The rain falls on the roof so loud
I feel it in my head
but you ask to be held
I would smile when you looked and said
"Do you think it's funny how the rain kisses my skin"
and I would answer slowly
and you asked to be held
