Breezeblocks
Do you know, where the wild things grow? Green, Wild and free. You’ve already got a tight grip on me. (Hasn’t been that long.) Pick up the Sun and stare at my face. Stay up all night, so that we don’t die. I’ll lie on your chest and we’ll forget about the rest of everyone for now. (Such a perfect fit.) Please don’t go, I’ll never see you again. Green and away, you’ll be far from here. I’ll be on my merry way in this beautiful weather, but where the fuck am I going?
Walked through the door as the main attraction, we’ll circle each other with no traction. I’m seeing this magic carpet ride crash and burn, I’ll have a hole in my heart in return.
I’ll knowingly lay on your chest, buried and caressed. Your fingerprints identify my face. We’ll stare at the moon but I’m listening to the sound of your farewell. It’s silence broken by beats that match your youthful heart. I’ll text you pieces of my heart so you can have my broken diamonds in the rough.
