letra de tomatoes, pickles, and kimchi - caleb lail
jokes about mortality
pair well with orange-spiced cuisine
i laugh and tip my head to see
i’ve forgotten to speak jovially
with measured patience i defer
“the bible,” filmed by ken burns
your melodies are from pagan rites
yet you marvel at this brightest light
counting crows with broken digits
your sky, burnt black, lazy frigid
consequent your loving grace
i’ll try to grow in this shrinking place
is this what you want?
where i should be?
i nod my head in prayer
my hands are all i see
i raise my knife to offer my dreams
waiting for you to halt my deed
or an angel sign or a falling lеaf
god i pray these signs don’t construct my beliеf
the year of the tiger, i kiss its feet
with knees positioned “…over the sea,”
and two years past, wrapping hands around
parchment where you’d etched these plans
is this what you want?
where i should be?
my lips are busy now
my god, you’re all i see
letras aleatórias
- letra de si la photo est bonne - amanda lear
- letra de stay schemin' [remix] - rom3u
- letra de full time job - peja
- letra de over my head - the-dream
- letra de tête-à-tête - lpee
- letra de schulzeit - olli banjo
- letra de summer breeze - rapmessiah
- letra de черновики (drafts) - zσou$
- letra de easy come, easy go - the decemberists
- letra de tiener anarchist - stavast