And in that moment,
inhaling the pleasant mix of
lingering cologne and
cheap alcohol
when we became statues,
ear to chest
hand to back
enveloping skeletons
unable to move,
one more breath
two
three
eternity
I found my home.
But I'm not your "Sweet Home"
Jul 14, 2013
Jul 14, 2013 at 4:13 AM UTC
And in that moment,
inhaling the pleasant mix of
lingering cologne and
cheap alcohol
when we became statues,
ear to chest
hand to back
enveloping skeletons
unable to move,
one more breath
two
three
eternity
I found my home.
But I'm not your "Sweet Home"
