I want you to keep my flesh golden
I only see you for a few hours a day,
but you always find a way to keep me warm
when you fade into the ground
it makes me curious who else feels this way
always and forever, I feel like you know where I am going
chasing the sky you are the most beautiful thing
as you make your way down
as a fever spreads its legs across this mattress
you will reflect on my life tonight
making me decide if I want to wake in the morning
if only winter never came
you are so bright
you are so wrong
you are someone elses sun right now
2 comments:
its prettty.. in a sad way I guess.
thank you. its about the beauty of the other person. everything in it is supposed to remain true for the sun.
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