Suffer for me in gold
He said
Now you live in another man's eyes
In between
A love song
A novel
And a lullaby
Surrender
Get lost on clouds
Empty streets
These stars
They spit light towards your butterfly heart
The moon
Is covering itself with the clouds from your mind
Forgetful, forgetful
We're so alike
You have hidden shallows
But so do I
Let's drift away
You smell like a wolf's midnight
You taste like miracles
And old jars of sunshine
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