Twins peaks after the rain
the night is awash with sway,
your strands will part
and stray.
The stain glass shimmering
in the eastern light
and the end of the day
in europe
will be tragic
will be magical, rains, trains
I cannot wait,
hesitation after the strain
will you see me there?
Will you see me after I am scared,
I'm flashing back to the car crash
your beauty and the long, long lash.
re-arrange my heart,
create an anagram that lasts...
Its glamour and mon amour
those splintered roses
will sing no more
in harmonies visions
strip away with the weight
while gravity dislocates
with its indecision.
and just for a moment we are liquid
and just for a moment we are liquid...
pooling...
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