Once a decade ago, your flight rested on my dream. On a dewberry your butterfly wings spread darkly but coyly, its colours dilated like a blot, its silence like a fervent void I couldnt decipher, then the rubus youve picked had descended to the wake of a bittersweet dream years later.
I wouldve held on to your frailty around my worthiness had I known you were looking to land your flight of fancy, but that will be saying the weather could be much different by the flutter of your existence.
Is it any wonder I may ponder you like a daydream, so close in my thoughts even further in yours, I may even contemplate bumping into yo
You were right to say I was to be unjustified, to be lost in the art and pathetic in the end, like what you had already gone through, you said I was to be heal too, but the words will fail to yield from my pretense
Perhaps much like you I would realize that it was all a charade, but didnt it sound more like Im in yours? And no Love hasnt found me yet, neither has it come around my gaze or the corner of my eye, nor aborting to reach my window some day, tomorrow or tomorrows.
I am far, ungoverned, but inspite and on the contrary, still me.
Perch open and lay me you
Mango sweetness this
Know that I carry us
Nourishing beautiful
Feet lay bare child
On courtyard breezes
And climb on my
Hears and rumour
Ma mere ma mere
Will my eyes turn a green
My hair to a golden
Will a white man love me
As much as they love you
Madness youngs the love
Them hearts in tango
As your feet entangles
Its only fair skin and hair
Chinese collar bands
And French boudoirs
Its only men with their wars
Land and spices
Metallic reverie
Its only just
Material Revolutions
And women must
Respite again this
Slippery crumble
Once a decade ago, your flight rested on my dream. On a dewberry your butterfly wings spread darkly but coyly, its colours dilated like a blot, its silence like a fervent void I couldnt decipher, then the rubus youve picked had descended to the wake of a bittersweet dream years later.
I wouldve held on to your frailty around my worthiness had I known you were looking to land your flight of fancy, but that will be saying the weather could be much different by the flutter of your existence.
Is it any wonder I may ponder you like a daydream, so close in my thoughts even further in yours, I may even contemplate bumping into yo
You were right to say I was to be unjustified, to be lost in the art and pathetic in the end, like what you had already gone through, you said I was to be heal too, but the words will fail to yield from my pretense
Perhaps much like you I would realize that it was all a charade, but didnt it sound more like Im in yours? And no Love hasnt found me yet, neither has it come around my gaze or the corner of my eye, nor aborting to reach my window some day, tomorrow or tomorrows.
I am far, ungoverned, but inspite and on the contrary, still me.
Perch open and lay me you
Mango sweetness this
Know that I carry us
Nourishing beautiful
Feet lay bare child
On courtyard breezes
And climb on my
Hears and rumour
Ma mere ma mere
Will my eyes turn a green
My hair to a golden
Will a white man love me
As much as they love you
Madness youngs the love
Them hearts in tango
As your feet entangles
Its only fair skin and hair
Chinese collar bands
And French boudoirs
Its only men with their wars
Land and spices
Metallic reverie
Its only just
Material Revolutions
And women must
Respite again this
Slippery crumble