Your eyes are like oceans
And windows and trees
I just sit still
held fast by your breeze
More than anything,
as the waves come and go
the tides of your eyes
I wish to know.
But I am tied down by
ghosts and ink
and people who know more
(that’s what they think)
I hate how we live
all bound by our world
For when I’m with you
My wings are unfurled
So take me away
with your storms set me free
take me away
to your eyes of the sea
May 21, 2012
May 21, 2012 at 11:42 PM UTC
Your eyes are like oceans
And windows and trees
I just sit still
held fast by your breeze
More than anything,
as the waves come and go
the tides of your eyes
I wish to know.
But I am tied down by
ghosts and ink
and people who know more
(that’s what they think)
I hate how we live
all bound by our world
For when I’m with you
My wings are unfurled
So take me away
with your storms set me free
take me away
to your eyes of the sea
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