LomoLit: A Drop
You write your desire on the palm of my hand I clench my fist, afraid to let it go
Drop me a line I will not forget
Your diamond eyes are as pale as the fading sky
Once they were dark, brooding but true
This fetter we have is a fantasy
Your diamond eyes are as pale as the fading sky
Once they were dark, brooding but true
This fetter we have is a fantasy

Every tear glistens in its beauty
I am your pillar, you are my strength
But you don’t want to see
We are swept down the river
I am your pillar, you are my strength
But you don’t want to see
We are swept down the river

You hold on to a thistle
I let out my hand to reach for yours
You kept your wounded hand
The river led to some place I never imagined
I let out my hand to reach for yours
You kept your wounded hand
The river led to some place I never imagined

Ice has melted and gave way to lush greens
Leaves are supple with every kiss of dew
The river grew wide with the coming of spring
I try to remember how every note you’d sing
Leaves are supple with every kiss of dew
The river grew wide with the coming of spring
I try to remember how every note you’d sing

Would carry me into a dream
Or even better, a reality
I am an illusion as you are
We are lodged in a crevice of life
Or even better, a reality
I am an illusion as you are
We are lodged in a crevice of life

You crush petals just to smell them
I remember not a single drop of oil
Do you know the way back?
All I know is that I don’t
I remember not a single drop of oil
Do you know the way back?
All I know is that I don’t

You kept your hand to you, reached out not for me
All I know is that I’ll be a poet for you
Kiss me
Use your tongue as a pen
All I know is that I’ll be a poet for you
Kiss me
Use your tongue as a pen

Write me a poem
Use my mouth as a paper
Make me believe as I always have
Spring has made it a little clearer
The river grew wider.
Use my mouth as a paper
Make me believe as I always have
Spring has made it a little clearer
The river grew wider.
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