letting go 1
i dont want to see the light.
i bury my head in the down comforter my nunny left behind when she died.
i was an ancient overdue.
the heat in my breast. my ribcage opening. i was the blood of warmblooded body. warm you by winters cold body. understand your cool side of the bed. understand your coffee and cigarette your sun beam laser your bedhead. i was keep you warm. i was cup your ass in my hips far away brooklyn, far away sunrise, far away back seat tears... far away dreaming. i was watch you cry for another pretty face heartbroken. my fingers. my kneading knuckles. what is love? inside me? is it arches... puzzle pieces we built...
the red warm fluid within me
i was untapped tumult, eruption, inches from fury for your soul...
through a tiny crevice. that is all i had to exit from. yet all of me would have found a way, as if fire were sand at a bottleneck...
then you put a cap on me.
and i love you so much. so much, and it hurts.
i bury my head in the down comforter my nunny left behind when she died.
i was an ancient overdue.
the heat in my breast. my ribcage opening. i was the blood of warmblooded body. warm you by winters cold body. understand your cool side of the bed. understand your coffee and cigarette your sun beam laser your bedhead. i was keep you warm. i was cup your ass in my hips far away brooklyn, far away sunrise, far away back seat tears... far away dreaming. i was watch you cry for another pretty face heartbroken. my fingers. my kneading knuckles. what is love? inside me? is it arches... puzzle pieces we built...
the red warm fluid within me
i was untapped tumult, eruption, inches from fury for your soul...
through a tiny crevice. that is all i had to exit from. yet all of me would have found a way, as if fire were sand at a bottleneck...
then you put a cap on me.
and i love you so much. so much, and it hurts.