You should close the doors but not your eye
You should love me and be not shy
For in your bed, shrinks a bleeding world tonight
Let the lights burn the flame of night
Shadows shouldn’t spade the feelings sown
I’ll be what you been asking in the letters…
The hooting moon shall perch tonight
On the bars that decorated your balcony
You frame me tonight
In shades your favorite
And let go of the ink within
Write in blocks
What desires are claiming….
The train of breath let down the track of my limbs
I want to see what those eyes hid from others
I’ll be what you been asking in the letters…
You should close out the country save your self
Love me as you do your drums
For in your bed, shrinks a bleeding world tonight
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