I like that you remember I wear the wedding flowers in my hair
That I hold my promises in my beauty
Visible and unforeseen
I keep my trust tangled in my hair, my eyes filled with longing, and my lips flushed with your love
You see everything you grasp for
You fall for what you perceive
But you could never really love me
You donβt understand me
I create and reproduce from the ashes of what you left me
All from Source
Have you even really touched her or tasted her or listened in her silence
This is all of me
I am all over you













