The folds of a satin robe
Half her face serene and gold
You wish time didn't exist here
Sinking and no will to persevere
A painter would turn to the reds
Mix the oils with their own hands
Frameless, guiltless as a mourning dove
Knowing no brush could save your drown
She glares her eyes asking you why
Soft creases, the icing that wraps the cake
But before the yum is over
The sand you swallow gives you wake
Harsh is the voice coming from her lips
You beg for the forgiveness you think you're owed
The sand is under your fingernails
It's trapped under your eyelids
As you remember those nights in the city
The ones where silky sheets
And seamless pillow cases
Kept her face half-covered, serene and gold
You plead and you ask
Wondering how the city lights
Went dark so fast
The quicksand steals your last breath
You wish time never existed at all
She slips off her satin robe, a maiden unwarned
And blinks away the static you forced onto her
2d ago
Jun 2, 2026 at 10:04 PM UTC
The folds of a satin robe
Half her face serene and gold
You wish time didn't exist here
Sinking and no will to persevere
A painter would turn to the reds
Mix the oils with their own hands
Frameless, guiltless as a mourning dove
Knowing no brush could save your drown
She glares her eyes asking you why
Soft creases, the icing that wraps the cake
But before the yum is over
The sand you swallow gives you wake
Harsh is the voice coming from her lips
You beg for the forgiveness you think you're owed
The sand is under your fingernails
It's trapped under your eyelids
As you remember those nights in the city
The ones where silky sheets
And seamless pillow cases
Kept her face half-covered, serene and gold
You plead and you ask
Wondering how the city lights
Went dark so fast
The quicksand steals your last breath
You wish time never existed at all
She slips off her satin robe, a maiden unwarned
And blinks away the static you forced onto her
