Halcyon Days

 

 

 

I imagine

that loving you, darling

would be a forest fire

long days in the Sahara

trying to breath under water

 

Maybe you are those riptides

the ash to this circle of life

 

The sun sets

while you rise

you are not to be trifled with

yet I hold you up

amongst that nirvana

 

painted right next to you

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