The view is still.
The mist appeals on the sea it seals
But down below I writhe
My howls they burn with vowels unheard.
You see a speck of flame
My inferno seeps, ten thousand leagues deep
There you wait for me
Upon the beach with a coaxing breeze
We may never meet
I never showed, the ocean froze.
Jun 27, 2016
Jun 27, 2016 at 7:23 PM UTC
The view is still.
The mist appeals on the sea it seals
But down below I writhe
My howls they burn with vowels unheard.
You see a speck of flame
My inferno seeps, ten thousand leagues deep
There you wait for me
Upon the beach with a coaxing breeze
We may never meet
I never showed, the ocean froze.
