Calling names
Pawing eyes
Salt waters stung these broken lips
Vapor rims the skies worn edge,
pouring on some foreign land
A smouldering orange kisses the torn horizon
That blue above,
mocking me
The city purrs,
Pulling on these swollen eyes
They take the first step outside
What sun, so soon, can shine?
What sky can sing so sweet a song?
What day lives for all but you?
Simple's gone
That life is dead
Brandished rays burn my tongue
Bitter laced sweet sodden days
