Wood

**high notes** *** part of the Sugar & Honey series ***

We made stars out of wood

At least that's what my mom thought

But you're a burning star in my hands of fire

And I don't know if there's any more desire

Do you think it's time to retire

Our love onto the burning embers

And try not to remember

How it hurt to leave each other

And find some other lover

And hope they treat us a little rougher

So maybe we can just hope

That we don't have to remember how good real love feels

And just focus on how to cope