you moved with the soft rise and fall of morning tides in the ocean
and, hastily, i followed, even though i couldn't swim
you walked along soft, high grasses shining in the warmth given by light
and, carefully, i followed, even though the sun burned my skin
you spoke words of sugar and might, letting your soul spill in soft twilight
and, slowly, i followed, even though the taste of sugar ran me dry
you were a night sky, glistening with stars and constellations
and, like always, i was a **** enveloped in your carnations
Aug 16, 2016
Aug 16, 2016 at 9:59 PM UTC
you moved with the soft rise and fall of morning tides in the ocean
and, hastily, i followed, even though i couldn't swim
you walked along soft, high grasses shining in the warmth given by light
and, carefully, i followed, even though the sun burned my skin
you spoke words of sugar and might, letting your soul spill in soft twilight
and, slowly, i followed, even though the taste of sugar ran me dry
you were a night sky, glistening with stars and constellations
and, like always, i was a **** enveloped in your carnations
