hello cinematic sky dripping dead birds &
your moonshine eyes. nothing burns sweeter than
the liquor on our tongues when they twine tighter
than a newborn's clenched fist. you so lost ships. you
empty cornfield. wanna bury my body in your fleshly limbs.
feel the tattoo of your heart. there's a bullet with
my name on it. you can be a pistol or you can be
the stars. either way, i beneath you always. watch the
fireflies make love as my lights go out.
Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 12:14 AM UTC
hello cinematic sky dripping dead birds &
your moonshine eyes. nothing burns sweeter than
the liquor on our tongues when they twine tighter
than a newborn's clenched fist. you so lost ships. you
empty cornfield. wanna bury my body in your fleshly limbs.
feel the tattoo of your heart. there's a bullet with
my name on it. you can be a pistol or you can be
the stars. either way, i beneath you always. watch the
fireflies make love as my lights go out.
