There's rain outside my window
and warm precipitation in my gaze.
What if gravity flew backwards,
pushing into my face
down a kite to my heart.
Rain, rain, go away,
I'll face you another day.
So what
If I see dark eyes
So what
If my pulse leaps through his hoops
So what
If fire only grows warm next to you.
Just press a ear to my silence
and maybe then you'll hear
The monster Fear and the mother Silence.
For I shall live, I shall smile,
and that my skin melts at his fingertips,
is a secret I shall never tell.
Mar 27, 2012
Mar 27, 2012 at 12:58 AM UTC
There's rain outside my window
and warm precipitation in my gaze.
What if gravity flew backwards,
pushing into my face
down a kite to my heart.
Rain, rain, go away,
I'll face you another day.
So what
If I see dark eyes
So what
If my pulse leaps through his hoops
So what
If fire only grows warm next to you.
Just press a ear to my silence
and maybe then you'll hear
The monster Fear and the mother Silence.
For I shall live, I shall smile,
and that my skin melts at his fingertips,
is a secret I shall never tell.
