To the fallen brothers & former lovers.
I’m not a man of malice but the poison…
In the chalice turned my sweet words so callous.
The palace gates were breached by treason.
I’ve been weak in the past, someday’s I still am…
But your smile leaves a wake.
A jet stream of hope.
I don’t know if I could do this without you.
In your eyes I can only see the truth.
And it’s all in everything you do.
It’s your hair dancing underwater.
Staring up from this moonlit seabed.
Through the corals, foraging for morals.
Giant mirrors in the sky.
Perennial dreams of gentle seas.
When you can’t tell the difference between waking up & falling asleep.
It’s time to accept damage.
But just because my hearts been ravaged.
I wouldn’t want to do this without you.
We’ve got a perfect view of the blue moon