Here we are another promise
Me and my friend me
Never to return again, although
His marks you clearly see
His handprints still blue with passion
Cover my body like lakes
Make those outside our island presume to be mistake
But in my cage with warning
I tear and itch with want
Those blueprints that I suffer
To always be my haunt
The cable that inhales me
Will never slack the line
As the holder of the the string
Is not his hand but mine
Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 10:58 PM UTC
Here we are another promise
Me and my friend me
Never to return again, although
His marks you clearly see
His handprints still blue with passion
Cover my body like lakes
Make those outside our island presume to be mistake
But in my cage with warning
I tear and itch with want
Those blueprints that I suffer
To always be my haunt
The cable that inhales me
Will never slack the line
As the holder of the the string
Is not his hand but mine