Sunday

the baby is drowning.

this man is so perfect.
keeping him in my front pocket.
i know i don't deserve this.
the life you have given me.
the love you have shown me &
stars you have handed to me.
love is written all over your tongue.
mystery sits in your eyes,
but tell me one thing.
you love my frail soul & will never 
let it go.the hardest part is to never stop.
don't tell lies, you will break me.
the truth is deep inside of you.
you can see my soul dance
after you light my fire.
the way you slip your fingers
through my silk purple hair. 
i want to live this way forever.
with peaches in our air
and happiness worn on our faces.

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