Jan 29, 2013 21:12
So I sat and stared, as the sunlight bleached the air around your hair
some intermediate time to find the rhymes to describe your fingertips
brushing along your mane, a lock fell through the spacee
from your headband to your ear, hematite in golden weaves
flowed with decadence to your neck like water hung in timee
The loss of such a thing, to flout the rules and walk the shores
waves frozen in the sun, gold and green come pouring through
Just to describe your eyes, staring right on through fragile things
shards of refracting glass, shining where red once thrived
Can't say that i mind, the wind still blows against the rows
Tossing your beauty and turning tides to effervescent lines
all my dreams come to life, in youu