She cries
She cries glorious drops of sweetest honey
Tears that melt away the obdurance that has become my heart
It's a world we know
Where man grows cold
Skin a minefield
Love a faded tombstone covered in vines
Soul a name that can't be read etched upon a stone
Decaying bones
Frozen wilds
And her warmth
She cries
She cries a boat on a mythic river
Excretions from some north September skies
Her salt a raindrop
On my barren dusty life
She cries the ocean from her eyes
And in her face I'm drowning
Dying for a taste
She cries
And it reminds me
In a stark and ugly world that made me numb
There is still something
Worth feeling
She cries
She cries ink down her cheek leaving a tattoo of my name
And giving me hope
She cries
But I will be the one to dry her eyes
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 2:46 AM UTC
She cries
She cries glorious drops of sweetest honey
Tears that melt away the obdurance that has become my heart
It's a world we know
Where man grows cold
Skin a minefield
Love a faded tombstone covered in vines
Soul a name that can't be read etched upon a stone
Decaying bones
Frozen wilds
And her warmth
She cries
She cries a boat on a mythic river
Excretions from some north September skies
Her salt a raindrop
On my barren dusty life
She cries the ocean from her eyes
And in her face I'm drowning
Dying for a taste
She cries
And it reminds me
In a stark and ugly world that made me numb
There is still something
Worth feeling
She cries
She cries ink down her cheek leaving a tattoo of my name
And giving me hope
She cries
But I will be the one to dry her eyes
