[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Love is a tired symphony you hum when you’re awake,
and, love is a crying baby Mama warned you not to shake.
And love’s the best sensation hiding in the lion’s mane.
So I’ll clear the road, the gravel, and the thornbush in your path; burn a scented oil that I’ll drip into your bath.
The water’s there to warm you, and the earth is warmer when you laugh.
And love is the scene I render when you catch me wide awake,
and, love is the dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you.
And love is the best endeavor waiting in the lion’s mane.
-
weareallpartofthesamecompostheap liked this
-
weareallpartofthesamecompostheap reblogged this from amnesiac618
-
darkblueseaweed reblogged this from amnesiac618
-
mindspit reblogged this from amnesiac618
-
mindspit liked this
-
flowersandfloss reblogged this from amnesiac618
-
kidrep liked this
-
psstminnie reblogged this from amnesiac618
-
ishouldbeleavingsoon reblogged this from amnesiac618
-
kimmyphant reblogged this from amnesiac618
-
thriftyredhead liked this
-
yourlullaby reblogged this from amnesiac618
-
revenance liked this
-
amnesiac618 posted this
