The night will come and she will have your lips

 

The night will come and she will have your lips

The night will come and she will have your lips.

She will serve me honey kisses on silver sticks.

Warm wax will fall out from my mouth in a bowl of water.

I will turn each of your tears into paint.

I will drop thousands of colours on a scratch paper,

A moon made of letters will appear on it like magic.

Our planets will come across the sky,

So we will know where we are and

Realize where we are going

We will follow the foam of a rising desire.

On the top of the highest cloud

We will have to stand to breathe the freshest air

To avoid the smell of the rotting past.

I see for the first time that you have no fear of it.

In that moment of my life,

when my time seemed so short,

you came on my way,

I believe now, I have an angel to praise.

One night I was looking at and dreaming through the stars.

I thought of you and they didn't seem to be too far,

So I understood that soon,

We will walk together to the Moon.

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Jerri]

Wow...VERY good !! Congrats~

[Stephanie Marie<3]

Wow. That's all I can say is wow. This is amazing. Very descriptive, and well-written!