You sip
caressingly the ciabatta bread
a mystery
how to quell hysteria
I see you
swallow my ears van gogh
I feel your
lips
is just as
passionate as mine.
We are
boats of wax
We are
boats
which
stands in flames on water
the
accident cannot stay
in the moss
you touch.
Tonight I'm
looking for someone like you
you are phantom
pain to me
Your arms
run mercifully
past your
neck
you are the
basket of bread
I'm looking
for someone like you
and you
seek it all, everything.
We are
boats of wax
We are
boats
which
stands in flames on water
the accident cannot stay
in the moss you touch.
Boats of wax
Boats of wax
Boats of wax
We are boats of wax
We are boats
which stands in flames on water
the accident cannot stay
in the moss you touch.
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