The sun warms the sheets
Inspiring a colored soliloquy
Made of dying prose
Your flying foes
Back out the lot
Singing how love will not fracture
This soul again
No never again
Secrets spoken k** more hearts than d**h
Pale and tired
Searching the well for a drop of rain
To cleanse your mind
Of whats left behind
Usually cloaked
This warmth is a breathtaking surgery
Soaking in the gaze
Of this murky haze
Secrets spoken k** more hearts than d**hx2
But when you're broken, loves a first breath