just the way you filter it
words don't carry much weight
except when you say them
what's the breath in my lungs for
if not to breathe into you
sure I see lines and shapes
but with you technicolor.
then you left
and grayness grabbed hold
to shake loose the wonder
thirsty men cried
impossible tears
in silence i hear you
in stillness i fear you
desire feigns glances
that illusions devour
not sure whose world you rule now
not sure whose thoughts you carry
i just know when I wore your skin
it kept me warm
i still can't take it off.
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