Sometimes when I
close my eyes
I imagine you, with your stupid smile
Finger tips along my skin
Dragging gently
Soft as satin;
Laying down gold on the cracks and seams
Yes, the very ones that you constructed
But there’s no ache anymore
Only warmth
Until I open my eyes again...
O h
What I’d give for a day
To soak into your love
As if nothing ever changed
Jun 12, 2022
Jun 12, 2022 at 8:46 PM UTC
Sometimes when I
close my eyes
I imagine you, with your stupid smile
Finger tips along my skin
Dragging gently
Soft as satin;
Laying down gold on the cracks and seams
Yes, the very ones that you constructed
But there’s no ache anymore
Only warmth
Until I open my eyes again...
O h
What I’d give for a day
To soak into your love
As if nothing ever changed
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