letra de pleasurefields - ryan montbleau
quiet, auburn, oaken chest
cherry tobaccan and nightworn–
the leaves are at their ripest.
wool-knit and fire-warmed
brisk is somewhere near.
but for now, just a hazy, ever-burning maze of red ash will flush us clear.
in it.
within it.
waves p-ss through, but understanding that you’re there.
and in a rush of airiness,
lightly hammered into shape,
frozen amber thawed and stewed in crusted september bake,
and comes the sunshine
honey haze
maze of eon in a day of days
a comfort in each air
nothing rotten, not yet bare.
in it.
within it.
waves p-ss through, but understanding that you’re there.
there in that honeysuckle glow,
youd swear you saw it,
youd swear you’d known,
whether yellow-feathered cottontail,
or bluebird singing sigh,
youd touched the air with tongue,
taste of sun,
touch of sky.
letras aleatórias
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- letra de mitä sitte? - madboiali
- letra de ride - i300
- letra de pa' mi colección - vico c
- letra de น้ำนิ่งไหลลึก (still waters run deep) - silly fools
- letra de chosen to suffer - simplyollie
- letra de cudowna - alberto (pol)
- letra de love st. - taylor mccants
- letra de gibbering rex gets carpet burn - cripple mr onion
- letra de furia - el clan