(no subject)
You drink to health
and remember to forget yourself
Sat on a roof
in the everlasting moments of your youth
You look surprised
as it all when up in smoke before your eyes.
Beneath the glow
of a different kind of sunday morning.
Until tomorrow
on a different kind of sunday morning
No need for words
Your heartbeats and the breeze was all I heard
Your hopes and fears
how trivial how they seem from up here
I breathe you in
as the sunlight breaks the haze to touch your skin
Beneath the glow
of a different kind of sunday morning.
Until tomorrow....