i can swear there were
flowers
blooming
at the corner of your eye this morning
soft awakenings
tongue on lips and lips on tongue
i can swear there were
horses
galloping the distance
between your heart
and mine
infinite songs
i can recall now
hold me hold me hold me
i can swear there were
flowers
blooming
at the corner of your eye
this morning
A ray of sun in the morning dew
glistens
The thought of you
awakens
Craquée
Fissures sur ma langue
Les mots se sont coupés
La veille
Cris et noyade
Je cherchais le ciel bleu du matin
Et mes doigts tremblaient
La tête dans les nuages
Et douces étaient les larmes
Brisée
Le lendemain est tendre
Tendre dans la douleur
Cassée
Et je respire encore
Et la lumière est claire
Et je respire encore
You’re the book
I can’t stop reading
I fall asleep not knowing
If I’ve already read
The end
Where the aftertaste of your feelings last
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