Coma

nyquil is what happened basically.

We're holding hands

starlight, sunshine streaming in

your feather hair moonbeam

smile traps young soul

Reaching for stars falling though

broken glass eyes, rainbow lies

slip through those moonbeam teeth

Swirling mist skin feels like summer silk

Looking up, blues skies blind us till its just

you and me, holding hands

Drowned in our perfection