luni, 27 martie 2017


Suffer for me in gold

He said

Now you live in another man's eyes

In between

A love song
A novel
And a lullaby


Get lost on clouds
Empty streets

These stars 
They spit light towards your butterfly heart
The moon
Is covering itself with the clouds from your mind

Forgetful, forgetful
We're so alike

You have hidden shallows
But so do I
Let's drift away

You smell like a wolf's midnight
You taste like miracles 
And old jars of sunshine

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