Day Dreaming…
He makes me live in a little abandoned house
Deep into the warm woods
On a sunny beach with the ocean as my father
And with dirty windows
I was all cheek and he was all lips.
We were meant to understand each other well,
Four lips soldered together only let the world go by.
My face is lost.
Yes, a joy in pain.
My body is not meant to be.
It dies from life.
He dreamed of so many different girls
And I was all of them.
I was her.
I was us.
He kissed me everywhere
He put kisses on the sun.
I was everything, even what is good.
Day dreams…
